A spiritual forerunner to modern coming-of-age films like Eighth Grade and Lady Bird, Peppermint Soda is a charming glimpse at two teenage girls growing up.
Mektoub My Love is one of the most self indulgent films in recent memory, with the threat of a sequel likely to kill off the director’s career altogether.
A cautionary tale of what happens when familial love and romantic love cross paths, Les Parents Terribles deserves to be mentioned in the same breath as Cocteau’s other masterpieces.
Rodin portrays its titular character as a fiery genius who is much better interacting with lumps of clay than he is with human beings. For an artist biopic, this is both predictable and exhausting.
On numerous conscious and subconscious levels, Jean Vigo’s Zero for Conduct is one of the most honest examinations of humanity and human society yet made in cinematic form. That is Anarchic Cinema.
It’s been almost a decade since the release of Agnès Varda’s last film, and even though her newest entry, Faces Places, is only slight, it’s still completely worth the wait.