In wrapping up Fantasia, I focused on The Five Rules of Success, Come True, and The Dark and the Wicked, three ambitious genre titles that have stuck with me long since their credits rolled.
This thoughtful study offers a worthwhile critical perspective on Werner Herzog, one of the world’s great living film artists.
Aside from making generalities about “making good photographs” and “earning a living,” celebrated photographer Elliott Erwitt steadfastly refuses to be drawn out.
Movies, great or awful, are essential comforts in these nightmarish times. And in my second dispatch of the Fantasia fest, I bring better tidings.
Unhinged is one of the most violent films I’ve seen in recent memory where there is no excessive gun play. But who needs bullets when you are driving a two ton projectile powered by an endless, roiling fount of rage?
I’m Thinking of Ending Things is a bit of a wonder, a careful nightmare that demands rapt attention even if repeated viewings do little to assuage its eeriness.
The cinema verite masterpiece is among the first non-fiction theatrical features to chronicle “regular” people going about their everyday lives.
The Mortuary Collection is a dark diamond in the rough of this year’s Fantasia so far, a canny ode to horror history that pays respect to its elders without appearing dated or derivative.
The Pale Door, following in the steps of so many horror films these days, spoils a promising premise via a contrived and uneven story line.
So what’s up with the 16 year old Naima, who has been mostly watching and listening? Is it time for her to become an “adult”?