Only God Forgives: King Resurrects Fred Hampton in Significant, Unequivocal Portrait of Betrayal and Assassination
On December 4, 1969, Fred Hampton, chairman of the...
Speak Truth to Power: Schulman & Joost Present a Jagged Little Pill
Directing duo Ariel Schulman and Henry Joost continue their genre-tinged explorations of continually...
Eric Lavallee: Name me three of your favorite “2017 discoveries”.
Dominique Fishback: Vivien Leigh in "Gone with the wind"; A collection of mortifying diaries that I...
We were pleasantly destabilized by her third, Gummo-esque short film, and as I cited back after the 2013 Sundance edition, Skin (watch here) displayed all...
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.