Film
Marcel Pagnol’s great Marseille Trilogy is a tragicomic love story set on the bustling, sun-drenched docks of a Mediterranean port.
I was looking forward to “XX” because it was horror, it was an anthology, and because all four pieces were directed by women.
This endearing but unsentimental film explores the myriad connections that many Istanbul residents have to their feline neighbors.
The Red Turtle is a poem to individual visual artistry and not to the anonymous machinery of technology.
Toni Erdmann gently but somewhat darkly reminds us that living life in the fast lane means missing out on its slower, humbler pleasures.
Director Asghar Farhadi’s most stringent judgments generally fall upon members of his own sophisticated, worldly cohort.
At first,The Autopsy of Jane Doe comes off as a sort of small town crime thriller, but it slowly evolves into what feels like a bonafide horror film.
I ask you, thinking of The Founder: is it just a coincidence that the name Donald is imbedded in the name McDonald’s?
Director Luis García Berlanga entertainingly but ruthlessly lampoons the cruelties and absurdities of Spanish life under dictatorship.
All of these stories are powerful… if only they were treated with dramatic complexity.
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