It Can’t Happen Here: Parvu’s Agonizing Procedural on Small Town Homophobia
For his third feature, Three Kilometers to the End of the World, Romanian director...
Pray the Lord My Soul To Take: Sandulescu’s Poignant and Witty Meditation on Mortality
Liviu Săndulescu’s Carturan is a tale about bribery, the uncaring bureaucratic...
Ana, Mon Amour
Director: Calin Peter Netzer
Writer: Calin Peter Netzer, Cezar Paul Badescu
Romanian director Calin Peter Netzer reached international acclaim upon winning the Golden Bear...
Cruel Intentions: Sitaru Aims to Provoke with Abortion Drama
Director Adrian Sitaru makes his most galling effort yet with his fourth film, Illegitimate, a social...
Family Photos
Director: Cristian Mungiu
Writer: Cristian Mungiu
It's already been four years since Romanian auteur's last film, the superb Beyond the Hills in 2012---and that's the...
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.