1976’s King Kong earned a bad rap over the years for its hokey special effects, yet here we explain just why it might be worth a revisit.
Trespass Against Us is a crime film that, though with talent both in front of and behind the screen, fails to develop beyond cliché territory.
Though with an unimaginative score, Akron effectively tells a story about two gay men who meet and fall in love in Midwestern America.
Cries from Syria comes from the perspective of those standing in opposition to Assad, and serves as a tribute to Syria’s children.
Collide is a film that has talent in front of the camera, but they’re wasted through strings of mindless action and laughably poor dialogue.
I Don’t Feel at Home in This World Anymore is a dark comedy that explores timely subjects of loss of protection and fear, in an effective way.
My Name is Emily tries to be intellectual and heartwarming at the same time, but finds itself biting off more than it can chew.
A long title for a brief film, My Entire High School Sinking Into the Sea establishes its plot before the audience enters the theater. Yes, it’s literally about a high school sinking into the sea, and if the trailer is any indication, that’s only the start of this movie’s off-kilter look at teenage life. With trophies causing head wounds and the lunch lady (voiced by Susan Sarandon) becoming integral to survival, there’s plenty of nods to the traditional high school hierarchy being upended, but I guess you still need buff arms to get the popular girl.
In our latest beginner’s guide, we take a run-down through the films of Jacques Demy, a French director who triumphed in the musical genre.
London Town is a fictional story about a boy in 1970s London meeting up with his music idol, Joe Strummer; it is a mostly entertaining romp.
Between three men and a coterie of animals, Uncertain tells a richly rewarding story around the primal themes of death, birth and rebirth.
Departure is a coming-of-age film focused on the budding romance between a boy and his friend, yet it doesn’t fully succeed in this prospect.
With a long and successful festival run under its belt, After the Storm is finally trickling out to western markets
Admirably performed, It’s Only the End of The World suffers from underwritten characters and a refusal to bring his trademark widescreen scope