Film
Lindsay Lohan is prostituting herself to a dreary vision of a Tinseltown shorn of even flickers of glory. And I like that.
Fuse film critic Betsy Sherman has written a series of haiku inspired by an all-night marathon of film noir screenings.
Luis Buñuel would be proud of the scabrous scene in which the Davison clan sit down to supper and the civilized bourgeois meal turns to rot before our eyes.
The understated soundtrack by Texas musician Daniel Hart and the ominous cinematography of Bradford Young complement director David Lowrey’s keen sense of pacing.
The Attack is a movie that tries to get to the core of violence without dissolving into its depiction.
There are plenty of intensely moving moments in this expansive biopic, based very loosely on a real White House butler named Eugene Allen, who was profiled by Wil Haygood in a 2008 Washington Post feature.
Jobs is not an awful movie so much as an awkward one — it falls short of its intent, which I assume is to dramatize the tenacity of genius.
Arts Fuse critics select the best in music, theater, visual arts, and film that’s coming up this week.
My point is that whatever distinguished District 9 and made it so special is entirely absent from director Neill Blomkamp’s blockbuster, Elysium.
What carries Blue Jasmine over the moon is the breathtaking, Oscar-worthy performance of Cate Blanchett, whose tortured Park Avenue socialite on the skids is among the most stunning performances by an actress in years.
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