Gerald Peary
The bubbling-over sexuality of Paul Schrader’s The Canyons is surely tongue-in-cheek, amusing in its semen-splashed excessiveness.
Read More“Into the Nightmare” is a great book, a monumental book, and an authoritative assimilation of forty years of what everyone, off and on the record, has argued about the Kennedy assassination, plus what author Joseph McBride himself concludes.
Read MoreCritics have been more than kind to “Museum Hours,” respectful of its sleepy intellectualism in a 2013 summer of brainless action flicks.
Read MoreDoes every semi-famous person deserve a full-length documentary about them?
Read MoreThe based-on-fact A Hijacking is a deft, intelligent, tense and exciting melodrama from Denmark about a Danish ship that is taken by Somali pirates.
Read MoreRussian intellectuals privately grasp that they must seem like jackasses to the outside world with their primitive attitudes about homosexuality, aligning not with Western Europe but with Nigeria and Uganda and the Muslim world.
Read MoreEven with its audience-unfriendly head games and confusions, “Post Tenebras Lux” is an imposing spiritual work, and totally original.
Read MoreIn Russia, the defenders of Nadia, Masha, and Katia have compared their plight to the victims of the infamous Stalinist “Show Trials” of the ’30s.
Read MoreThe filmmaker is annoyingly passive and star-struck, as the documentary’s subject, Ricky Jay, speaks to his chosen agenda: a wish to tell stories about his mentors and favorite magicians.
Read MoreThe astute filmmakers, Scott McGehee and David Siegel, seem not at all intimidated by Henry James’s formidable prose.
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