Something to Talkie About: Chazelle Swings Hard with Homage to Hollywood’s Unruly Infancy
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Spin Spin Murder: Bousman Returns to the Good Book in Franchise Tangent
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Wrapping up the selections for glitzy Galas and Special Presentations programmes (the break down is: 44 World Premieres, 9 International Premieres, 12 North American...
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.