The Land That Time Forgot: Vroda Mines Eroding Memories in Speculative Debut
Thomas Wolfe meant You Can’t Go Home Again metaphorically, but such might literally...
While we look forward to a plentiful 2019 as far as foreign cinema is concerned (of which we highlighted #300-151 and our countdown #150-1 to anticipate...
A first look into what's ahead from some of our favorite auteurs, 2013's CineMart (held during the Int. Film Festival Rotterdam) boosts an impressive...
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.