“They were pieces of shit when we shot ‘em, but later on they became relics.”
What remains so seductive about Almodovar is the way he replicates the movement of thought, creating a seamless weave between the story moving forward — rather minimal in this case — and the richer, more luminous past.
Buñuel in the Labyrinth of the Turtles is nothing if not provocative fodder for a cinematic niche: the animated feature sheds intriguing light on one of the major film directors of the 20th century at a pivotal time in his career. ,/em>
Screenwriter-director Todd Phillips knows well what he is doing in the calculated way he escalates the bloodshed in Joker.
How is this festival kept off the map from my US colleagues?
You can go home again, daddy-o, but you’re not the same person you were the first time around.
As Judy Garland, Renée Zellweger is in a movie that doesn’t match her fine performance.
Why has Downton Abbey, the film and the series, been so successful? We are given a romanticized vision of essential ‘Britishness,’ a nostalgic version of the class system.
An attempt to comment on contemporary masculinity, but without enough mind or matter to make much of an impact.
Three remarkable films that promise a bumper crop of world cinema yet to come at the NY Film Festival.