The Unbearable Likeness of Being: Trobisch Mines Banality in Family Drama
Each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way…and sometimes those unhappy ways are...
Dangerous Finds: Catak Mines the Impossibility of Idealism in Departmental Dilemma
Sometimes maintaining the semblance of a ‘safe space’ means sublimating self-righteousness, a lesson learned...
Wurst and sauerkraut appear to be served up with hip hop beats in Chad Hartigan's sophomore film currently in the closing stages of production. Deadline...
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.