Film
Robin Lane’s story goes back to her ‘60s days as a child of Hollywood glamor, her long tenure as a Boston rock survivor, and her recent renaissance as a musical counsellor for abused women.
Centered on the acting talents of the late Tuncel Kurtiz, the film is a ribald, engaging, and briskly-paced concoction of improvisation and folklore.
Although rather shallow in its characterizations, “Bad Words” makes up for this deficiency in its rollicking, R-rated demolition of a familiar character-building institution: the spelling bee.
What makes Lars von Trier one of cinema’s most fascinating directors? It is his willingness to pull out the stops in a riotous search to understand his own mind and ask questions about human nature. His films are a quest to find himself.
Everyone is a bit more stupid than they need to be in this movie, both the Germans and the Jews.
Director Wes Anderson’s “The Grand Budapest Hotel” presents a frenzied feast of lavish and preposterous set pieces, performances, and tall tales.
Are the 16-year-olds in the deep South capable of such a challenging, cumbersome construction task? Especially with the school year coming close to an end?
This death trip romance is powerful, weird, and intoxicating — until its final scenes.
“Tomorrow Night” is firmly in the makes-you-cringe vein of comedy of which “Louie” and “Curb Your Enthusiasm” would become exemplars.
If George Clooney can rev up our righteous indignation decrying the barbarities of Joe McCarthy, why on earth couldn’t he become eloquent when it comes to talking about fighting to keep Hitler’s mitts off Michelangelo?
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