Steven Soderbergh’s adaptation of Elmore Leonard’s Out of Sight is a heist story, a sexy potboiler, a noir rom-com that resurrects and perfects the lost art of cinematic sexual tension.
There's a deftness to Ocean's Eleven that feels magical—of all the material for adults that I consumed a little too early, this was the only one that secretly felt like it was for kids.
Full Frontal’s constant and compulsive yanking the rug out from under the narrative isn’t just a formal game—it’s an attempt at identifying and resisting the tyranny of false stories.
