It’s Only the End of the World: Groșan Navigates a Triptych of Displaced Women in Pre-Apocalyptic Intersection
What’s perhaps most fitting about the commonalities between...
A first docu to be presented at Sundance's NEXT section, we began our fest with a transient poetic kaleidoscope representation of arti-"facts". Much like...
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.