Ad Astra is finally here. Lifting off this week at the Venice film festival with enormous ambitions if somewhat limited thrust, James Gray’s long-awaited sci-fi...
In a two-story building down a chronically flooded street, a dozen Filipino women brace for an encroaching departure. They are the domestic workers at the cente...
Over shots of Los Angeles, Fred Durst’s The Fanatic opens with an apathetic diatribe about the soul-sucking nature of the City of Angels. It's a“city of bullshi...
By any conservative approximation, in the week that spanned the moment I left the Locarno screening of Maya Da-Rin’s The Fever and the minute I began writing th...
“Does someone who’s broken a family deserve a happy future?” teenage Motoko fires at middle-aged Ichiko halfway through Koji Fukada’s A Girl Missing. The woman ...
Laconic and moody, a Metallica t-shirt worn like a second skin, fifteen-year-old Daniel hobbles through his pastel-colored, chintzy home in a stretch of British...
TV reporter Yoko sits with a member of her crew in the breakfast room of Tashkent’s Uzbekistan Hotel. She’s miles away from her native Tokyo turf, on an assignm...
For as long as there has been a Hollywood, there have probably been jokes that there are no original ideas in Hollywood; but modern cinema seems to court that c...
The kids just aren't the same anymore and it's slowly making Harvey (Robert Patrick) go insane. His son (Ronnie Gene Blevins' David) thinks it's dementia and wa...
A dark back-alley drowned in shadow; towering concrete walls on either side; on the top right a row of headstones overlook; the glimmer of a walking stick emerg...
