As a love letter to youth amidst a war-torn milieu and a chronicle of a childhood in tumult, Belfast, a black-and-white movie reminiscence, will be compared to Alfonso Cuaron’s Roma, which took a similar approach and was vaulted as an object of high art…
Pablo Larrain’s Spencer, featuring Kristen Stewart as a tormented Princess of Wales on a Christmas holiday with the Royal Family at Sandringham House, is primarily of interest for the star’s transfixing performance as the put-upon noble who would rather be anywhere else than under sovereign…
As an excavation of a place, time and a personal history, Roy’s World: Barry Gifford’s Chicago deconstructs Chicago poet and novelist Barry Gifford in an original movie portrait of the artist as a young man, told in a variety of forms, against a backdrop…
As Roger Ebert frequently asserted, the first and most important question to ask of a film is what its makers intended, and the second is how well they executed upon said intentions. This, of course, does not allow for questioning whether what was intended/executed…
The pastoral Icelandic countryside proves a superbly eerie milieu for Vladimir Johansson’s slow-burn arthouse thriller Lamb, one of the strangest, riskiest movies in recent memory.…
No Time to Die is a smashing piece of entertainment, a movie so much fun to watch—extravagant in the usual James Bond ways that provide immeasurable movie comfort—and such a generous swan song for star Daniel Craig that you’d have to be a bitterly…
In the opening scene of The Eyes of Tammy Faye, an unrecognizable Jessica Chastain is an early 90s Tammy Faye Bakker, primping before a mirror in preparation for an interview. As she explains, both her lips and eyes are lined with permanent ink, and…
Excellent intentions and important subject matter are toppled by overwrought melodrama in the busy immigration polemic Blue Bayou. It gives one no pleasure to declare that a film so ambitious, timely and good-hearted—about family separation and deportation due to draconian (lack of) immigration policy—plays…
The inside of his motel room must be shrouded in pristine white cloth, which he retrieves, impeccably folded, from his suitcase, never overpacked and containing but a handful of neutral, fitted suits. At the nightly poker table he recedes, an enigma with a winning…