Film
Like the Jon Savage book it is based on, “Teenage” avoids gooey nostalgia; the documentary’s enjoyable to watch, and refreshingly not tongue-in-cheek.
Boston’s MFA should be congratulated for screening these Technicolor musicals in way that does wondrous justice to their eye-popping colors.
Given its its male-weepy genre, the “inspirational sports movie based on a true story,” Million Dollar Arm is surprisingly enjoyable.
In Chef, the preparation of delicious food becomes a metaphor for a quest for meaningful life and love.
The movie intelligently reimagines the Dostoyevsky novella while retaining the emotional turmoil at its core. It’s a brilliantly executed pitch-black comedy.
All that WASP self-reliance and fortitude, and I, the Jew, am thinking, “Isn’t anyone getting hungry? Doesn’t anyone want to use the potty?”
Although “Growing Cities” plays a bit like a home movie, it at least scores points for enthusiasm.
A captivating story, indeed. But is Vivian Maier, suddenly famous, and the subject of a new film, the John Maloof-directed Finding Vivian Maier, a worthy artist?
The Lunchbox is that rare film experience that stays with you, makes you think about its multi-layered, subtle performances and storyline, and forces you to see it again.
“Fading Gigolo” isn’t about fulfillment, sexual or otherwise — it’s about the transitions in the lives of its characters.
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