As 2024’s gauntlet of film festivals comes to an end, as Oscar prognosticators arrange their ballots and starry new releases vie for box office numbers, I hope to sit for a little while longer with this small group of films and the new narratives and images, both sobering and hopeful, that they provide.
JoinedOctober 7, 2020
Articles6
Al Reinert’s For All Mankind (1989) is a poetic, meditative, kaleidoscopic narrative of the greatest journey mankind has ever made.
Céline Sciamma’s Petite Maman manages to recognize the rich and complex interiority of children—a rarity in art, especially art made by and for adults; it simply depicts children as children know themselves to be.
Alfonso Cuarón’s Children of Men is about hope lost, but it’s also about hope willfully recovered.
Andrew Ahn’s Driveways is a difficult film to pin down, precisely because there’s so little in it to process, demystify, or explain. There are no set pieces or battle scenes, no dramatic plot twists or betrayals. Instead, it captures life in its simplest, most ordinary forms.
Quentin Tarantino's Inglourious Basterds operates on two levels for its entirety; it both imagines a different story and examines the ones we’ve already told.






