It was a great morning for the folks at Warner Bros. A really solid morning. With a record-breaking sixteen nominations, Ryan Coogler's Sinners might...
When I was actively watching Kaouther Ben Hania’s devastating The Voice of Hind Rajab (read review), it reminded me Alejandro González Iñárritu's short film...
In a Child’s Name: Ben Hania’s Grueling Portrait of Genocide
It’s the responsibility of artists to use their platforms as a mechanism to speak truth...
IONCINEMA.com and Indie Film Site Network partners The Film Stage, Hammer to Nail, Next Best Picture, RogerEbert.com, and Slant Magazine (plus a Letterboxd folks...
The verdict is in. The Alexander Payne-led jury has made its decisions, determining the fate of this year's Venice Film Festival competitors. While last...
The 50th edition of the Toronto International Film Festival line-up is now complete with six heavyweight titles added to the final line-up. Venice Film...
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.