Walking & Talking: Green Dons Didactic in Heartfelt, Sentimental Social Issue Drama
Representation of thought processes and progressive epiphanies are the necessary conjunction with diversity,...
Dementia Seed: James Concocts Brooding Debut of Intergenerational Horror
A growing influx of low-fi genre films, many directed by women, have steadily redefined broad categorizations...
Once all the "dust" settled from the Venice and TIFF program announcements, the 2017 film festival calendar hourglass pretty much confirmed that Paul Dano's...
It's got the Sundance folk/system stacked in its corner. The Institute selected Life Partners for the January Screenwriters Lab ('12), gave it's producer a nudge...
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.