Film
I could sense a bit of the downfall of indie narrative cinema at last week’s 25th Provincetown Film Festival, but luckily the spirited programmers dug deeper and worked harder to locate worthwhile cinema.
In this superb documentary about the experience of trans women in Manhattan. It’s beautiful to see how a powerful sisterhood was created and sustained.
By David D’Arcy At the Tribeca Film Festival this year, documentaries led the way as usual. A Revolution on Canvas (Untitled Nicky Nodjoumi), directed by Till Schauder and Sara Nodjoumi, is an ambitious look at one family’s experience of the Iranian dynastic dictatorship and its successor, the Iranian Islamic revolution. The film is the story…
Two documentaries grapple with the ’60s, a decade of chaos, craziness, and the potential for doom or salvation.
Asteroid City is hard to pin down, largely because it holds its ideas about nostalgia and grief at arm’s length.
Sloane: A Jazz Singer is very sweet film that never cloys because of the singer’s naturalness, honesty, occasional self-deprecation, and sense of humor.
Both of these documentaries offer gratifying viewing for any curious roots music fan.
This incisive drama set during the height of Thatcherism doesn’t need to amplify its relevance.
Two documentaries at PIFF show how we got to where we are now.
Reasons to be outraged and hopeful at this year’s Human Rights Watch Film Festival.
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