Arriving at TIFF after having premiered at the Venice Film Festival, first-time Lebanese filmmaker Mounia Akl who actually penned the screenplay with Clara Roquet...
The Discomfort of Strangers: Trocker Collapses Paranoia and Perspectives in Brooding Familial Drama
Communication, when you really think about it, is all but impossible. Words...
Wild in the Streets: Nordahl’s Debut Spins on Devotional Dysfunction
The family crest for the sinister brood at the heart of Jeanette Nordahl’s directorial debut...
Casting his wife, children and himself in his fifth feature film, Carlos Reygadas explores the tricky negotiations of being in an open relationship and...
White, White Day
Iceland’s Hlynur Palmason returns with his sophomore feature White, White Day, an Icelandic-Swedish-Danish coproduction produced by Anton Mani Svansson for Join Motion...
Know for his deliberately difficult art-house films it's with this move away tragi-drama bliss where we're left scratching our head thinking why the hell...
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.