Verboten Zone: Glazer Returns with Historical Horror
It’s impossible to contemplate Jonathan Glazer’s fourth feature, The Zone of Interest, without referencing Hannah Arendt’s publication on...
All That We See or Seem: Noe Delivers Devastation Through the Definitiveness of Death
There’s no pleasure to be had, whatsoever, in the experiencing...
Gloria, You’re Always on the Run Now: Du Welz Completes Ardennes Trilogy with Innocence Lost in Dark Fairy Tale
An exercise wherein true and unfaltering...
The thrill of meeting Marjane Satrapi reminded me of being 6 years old at Disney Land when I met the living, breathing Cinderella. Except Cinderella was an actress with a blond wig and Marjane is the real woman behind her autobiographical graphic novel, turned movie, “Persepolis”. The distinctive mole on her nose and her dark sultry eyes rose off the page and appeared in front of me, smoking and speaking with a French accent.