On the simple poetry of David Lowery's A Ghost Story.
The perverse sense of comedy within the world of Vice Principals invites laughter at profound darkness.
On mothers, daughters, and Lady Bird
Agnes Varda and JR hit the road to capture the impermanent in Faces Places
I saw Lady Macbeth in the dead weight of summer with two male friends. This was, as politely as I can say it, a mistake. I don’t think we had the language to talk about it afterwards.
Alien: Covenant is a greatest-hits compilation, remastered in high definition and dripping in menace, with nods to all the previous films in the franchise.
In Phantom Thread, the concession of loving is not an ending, nor a triumph—it is a turn of the screw.
"The Messiah will only come when he is no longer necessary.”
The whole thing is a fever dream, but like any dream, it has a kind of logic to it that dances just beyond our grasp.
"For all its whimsy, the core of Brigsby Bear is one of simmering hurt—the story of someone forced, at the gentle but firm insistence of people who can’t understand him, to try and move beyond a lifelong trauma that he can only barely recognize as such."
What a gift of a film for the long, dark winter.
Every shot in Columbus exudes an intentionality which is controlled but not controlling, each scene an austere but life-filled canvas.
