Monster Squad: Hong-jin Goes Full-Blown Extraterrestrial
For his fourth feature, South Korean director Na Hong-jin goes for breakneck, relentless mayhem in the curiously titled Hope....
The Parent Trap: Sang-soo Takes Sideways Swipe at Social Etiquette
A constant purveyor of how subtle social cues are obliterated by the lowered inhibitions of...
Right Sketch, Wrong Skit: Sangsoo Scans Patterns in Bittersweet Interludes
Perspectives of regret and the uncertain odyssey of retrospection emphasize the undertones of perennial auteur...
The Traveler Has Come: Huppert Shines in Latest Collaboration with Sang-soo
There are few directors who seem to rightly channel the comic side of Isabelle...
Be My Little Baby: Kore-eda Gets Weepy with Sentimental Adoption Drama
Hirokazu Kore-eda, Japan’s esteemed purveyor of domestic melancholy, continues with his bid for...
Suspicious Minds: Park-wook Returns with Thriller of Diminishing Returns
For the first hour of its lengthy running time, Decision to Leave, Park Chan-wook’s first theatrical...
Prelude Mood: Sangsoo Explores Familiar Themes with Droll Snippets
What might one make of Hong Sang-soo if Introduction was their first experience with the perennial...
Rendezvous in Seoul: Sang-soo Gets Spare in Conversational Triptych
Ending a rare year-long absence from the cinema (an observation of note since he presents two...
A Judgement in Stone: Joon ho Tackles Privilege in Black Comedy
Strident class disparities in South Korea provide Bong Joon-ho with a novel approach to...
Heartbreak Hotel: Estrangement and Reunion Synchronize in Latest Sangsoo Slice of Life
It’s a short-lived distinction to be called the latest anything from South Korean...
Parasite
Bong Joon-ho returns to South Korea for his seventh feature Parasite, which is his fourth collaboration with actor Song Kang-ho in what seems to...
A Touch of Class: Chang-dong Returns with Masterful Class Clash
Puns concerns its slow build will be sincerely intended in forthcoming deliberations on South Korean...
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.