Film
This series presents a compelling perspective on the relativity of determining crime and punishment.
This year, I decided to skip gay films altogether. I got tickets instead for two promising lesbian-themed feature documentaries. An excellent decision.
The Sadness is an especially brutal film about societal collapse and how public health crises like COVID-19 amplify whatever savage impulses lie dormant within us.
It’s welcome to have a Latino-centered Father of the Bride, but it’s debatable if we really needed one this clumsily put together.
Years from now, I’m sure I will have forgotten nearly everything about Infinite Storm, but this one scene will still stick with me.
For 2 hours and 39 minutes, I was happy to sell my soul to Lucifer
I wrote last week that the best films at the Tribeca Film Festival tended to be documentaries. Then I saw a scripted German film that turned out to be an exception.
The Black Phone is not just about kids fighting to live. It’s about kids fighting to be seen, and in the case of the film’s literal ghosts, heard.
Cha Cha Real Smooth is sappy but welcome: it is an unconventional comedy that offers a rare dose of empathy for the family in these anxious times.
All the Colors of the Dark and The Case of the Bloody Iris are underrated giallo gems worth seeking out, representing not only the best of the genre, but sex symbol Edwige Fenech’s onscreen magnetism at its strongest.
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