A Penance for Your Thoughts: Nvotová Jumps into Void without Societal Parachutes
For her third feature, Father (Otec), Slovak filmmaker Tereza Nvotová delivers a psychologically immersive portrait...
In anticipation of the upcoming 95th Academy Awards, I spoke with Michal Blaško, whose debut film Victim is Slovakia’s official submission in consideration for...
A Separate Peace: Ostrochovský Crafts a Church Noir for Sophomore Feature
For his sophomore narrative feature, Slovak director Ivan Ostrochovský recuperates a uniquely chilling scenario...
Slovakia's official submission for the 'Best International Feature' category at the 94th Academy Awards is Péter Kerekes's 107 Mothers, which premiered at the 2021...
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.