Arts Fuse Editor
Albert Speer, Hitler’s pet architect and the vaunted “glamour boy of the Third Reich, would have hated Vanessa Lapa’s unblinking and unforgiving documentary, which is the best recommendation I can give it.
Magic is a performative pursuit as demanding as high-wire acrobatics — yet a vocation lacking respect, perhaps for good reason.
The social message of Generations is powerful and clear: it is time to be AWAKE + OUTRAGED.
The series gives a fine overview of its selected artists, and it does an even better job of introducing the turbulence, torments, treasures, and trippiness of 1971 to audiences who didn’t live through it (or who can’t remember much of it, for whatever reason).
The brilliant Drive My Car is about many things, but at its core the film is an exploration of loss.
As the age of Covid-19 wanes (or waxes?), Arts Fuse critics supply a guide to film, dance, visual art, theater, and music. Please check with venues about whether the event is available by streaming or is in person. More offerings will be added as they come in.
Netflix may have yet to create an animated hit on the scale of Frozen, but this entry in the sweepstakes suggests that the streaming platform is moving closer towards that goal.
Licorice Pizza, director Paul Thomas Anderson’s ninth feature film, proves that he is a purveyor of cinematic joy.
Rather disappointingly, but perhaps not surprisingly, the expressions of lesbian eroticism in Benedetta are very obviously depicted for the male gaze.
Hot Maroc is more of a three-ring circus than a drama, with a high-wire act at one end, tigers and elephants at the other, and scurrying clowns in the middle.
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