Feisty, funny, frightening when necessary, Boston’s Frank Gallop classed-up the airwaves.
Film Review: “The High Note” — Too Many False Notes
This is a feminist battle where all participants wear marshmallow boxing gloves.
Film Review: “The Ghost of Peter Sellers” — A Riveting Postmortem
The documentary has a “why me?” element to it, with a dark comic edge, but it isn’t a pity party.
Film Review: Alice Guy-Blaché — One of the First, if not the First, Makers of Narrative Cinema
A fuller accounting of the creative contributions of women to the film industry in its early decades is still fighting for a place in mainstream awareness. The documentary Be Natural is a valuable battering ram in that fight.
Film Review: At BUFF-o-WEEN — The “Blood & Flesh” of Al Adamson, King of the Shoestring Budget
“They were pieces of shit when we shot ‘em, but later on they became relics.”
Film Review: “The Complete Howard Hawks” — Making American Mythology
Director Howard Hawks’ signature statement was the depiction of the American (or mostly American) male group with a task to accomplish.
Film Review: “Her Smell” — Fiddling with Our Viscera
Her Smell is funny-terrifying, alluring-repulsive, moving-disturbing, era-capturing and timeless.
Film Review: “Damaged Lives” — Improbably Poetic
Even an imperfect work-for-hire like Damaged Lives can show the touch of an artist.
Film Review: At Harvard Film Archive –“The Complete Luchino Visconti”
Luchino Visconti made theatrically tinged movies driven by music, indebted to painting, sculpture, architecture, and literature—he accomplished, dare I say, a fusion of the arts.
Film Review: “Spettacolo” — A Tuscan Town “That Plays Itself”
The landscape and architecture are beautifully photographed, but more important are the array of faces and the music of the voices.