Uncanny Valley: Mungiu Explores Liberated Prisons
Totalitarian mentality is driven to logical extremes in Fjord, Romanian auteur Cristian Mungiu’s first foray outside of his native...
Primetime Cut: Hazanavicius Returns to Absurdity with Overdone Zombie Remake
Michel Hazanavicius has certainly established his affection for the nonsensical, making a name for himself...
Thrill Crazy. Kill Crazy. God Crazy: Abbasi Tackles Brutal Reality of Women and Islamofascism
“Every man shall meet what he wishes to avoid,” is the...
All That We See or Seem: Noe Delivers Devastation Through the Definitiveness of Death
There’s no pleasure to be had, whatsoever, in the experiencing...
Americana Trauma: Penn Returns with Hysterical Melodrama
After the formidable misfire of his last directorial effort The Last Face (2016), Sean Penn unfortunately doesn’t fare...
You’ll Like My Mother: Jacobs Finds Pfeiffer in Eccentric Dangerous Liaison
Director Azazel Jacobs presents his most lavish offering to date with fourth feature French...
A star-studded cast can’t quite save Arnaud Desplechin’s troubled dramedy Ismael’s Ghosts, which opened the 2017 Cannes Film Festival as an out-of-competition entry (a...
The Neon Demon
Director: Nicolas Winding Refn
Writers: Mary Laws, Nicolas Winding Refn
Danish auteur Nicolas Winding Refn, who has since attained cult status thanks to the...
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.