I made the potentially problematic decision, to screen Sidney Lumet’s 1974 adaptation of “Murder on the Orient Express” a few days after watching the recent 2017 Kenneth Branagh directed version.
Terence Davies has never met an opportunity for a tableau vivant he did not like.
“The Past” opens at an airport. We watch a reunion between two people.
“The Mountain Between Us” is a film that ends up just where you expect it to.
I have often had the argument with myself, and with others, about what should be expected from purported film “genres.” I say purported because two of the most problematic “genres” for me are the musical and the animated film.
There’s a scene in Jane Campion’s “Bright Star” that I use very often when discussing art and our relationship with it.
At the end of the month, there will be a television anniversary that may not be significant to many.
Earlier this month when Donald Glover won the Emmy Award for Best Actor in a Comedy Series (his second that night), he quipped, “I want to thank Trump for making black people number one on the most oppressed list.
“Who drew the dicks?” This is the narrative hook on which Netflix’s new mockumentary comedy “American Vandal” rests.
Visual-media of the eighties seems to have a stranglehold on coming-of-age pre-teen films, don’t they?
The romantic comedy “The Big Sick” did not open in cinemas in Guyana, which seemed particularly odd.
Early on in Perry Henzell’s “The Harder They Come,” the film establishes itself as firmly aware of the cultural and cinematic context from which it emerges.
The new film “Atomic Blonde” is a hyperaware, pop-version of the excellent 2011 adaptation of the John le Carré Cold War spy novel “Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy.” For history and philosophy enthusiasts, the Cold War, with its dependence on subterfuge and paranoia, is a historical key to understanding the dubiousness of modern political affairs.
In mid-July, HBO released a brief press release about “Confederate,” an upcoming show from David Benioff and D.B.
I left “Dunkirk” with the word “liminality” on the tip of my tongue.
I kept experiencing a kind of cognitive dissonance while watching War for the Planet of the Apes, the last film in the rebooted trilogy.
Sofia Coppola’s new film, The Beguiled, begins like a fairy tale. The intertitle, pink and evocative, announce the time as three years into the American Civil War, we are in Virginia.
I remember reading Roger Ebert’s review of Midnight Cowboy for a class on American film.
Today marks the beginning of the second half of the year. 2017 has been a chaotic year in political and cultural terms but the arts continue to trudge on, offering a wealth of material to examine in these turbulent times.
This past week the Star Wars franchise was in some brief trouble. Phil Lord and Chris Miller, the directors of the yet to be titled Han Solo film, were abruptly fired from the project with a few weeks of shooting left.
Few words are spoken in Adero, the new short film from Guyanese filmmaker Kojo McPherson.
Wonder. Noun. A feeling of surprise and admiration that you have when you see or experience something beautiful, unusual, or unexpected.
The main dramatic trope which Everything Everything plays on dates back at least to 1848.