Teenage Wasteland: Boukherma Bros. Sprawl with Coming-of-Age Melodrama
French directing twins Ludovic & Zoran Boukherma swing hard with their fourth feature, And Their Children After...
Vivants
Alix Delaporte will move into production in Paris on her third feature film next month - in a news media stratosphere storyline that includes...
I Remember Mama: Kore-eda Anoints Deneuve as a Diva in Pleasurable Drama
A subtle exercise in the limited reality of both perspective and memory, auteur...
The Truth
Fresh off his 2018 Palme d’Or winning Shoplifters (review), prolific Japanese auteur Hirokazu Kore-eda continues his perennial output with his latest project, The Truth,...
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.