Kristen Stewart
How often do we see movies that successfully delve into what it means to become a mature adult after a traumatic childhood?
“Love Lies Bleeding” is a glorious work of sweaty, dusty, pulp filmmaking.
If you find David Cronenberg’s cinematic philosophy on bodily abjection/assimilation and the artistic process intellectually stimulating, then you’re in for an intoxicating return to form from the man whose name is synonymous with the body horror genre.
The enigma of Seberg’s demise hangs over this biopic, which focuses on the civil rights activism that made the actress a target for the FBI’s covert surveillance.
Personal Shopper poses questions about how technology and fashion are skewing our relationships and obliterating traditional notions of identity.
Kelly Reichardt’s cinema gives us slow, rich portraits of life’s daily rhythms, its frustrations and unresolved conflicts.
Conclusion: Woody Allen is, and long long has been, an aged fart.
Jack Kerouac once said that “On the Road” “was really a story about 2 Catholic buddies roaming the country in search of God,” but the spiritual element of his journey is completely lacking in the film.
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