I Lost My Body
A visually sumptuous slice of macabre storytelling that works best when it uses its director’s magical sense of composition and less when it feels weighed…
Superficial in some ways, deeply insightful in others, this is still a must-see for cinephiles.
Underrated in the manner of so many Steven Spielberg historical dramas, “The Post” is a journalism thriller that doubles as a stealth portrait of the media’s responsibility in the age of Trump.
From a childhood of pain, a lifetime of art.
When I was a college student in Dallas in the 1980s, my favorite theater was the Big Town, which showed second-run movies for a dollar. It was located in a small, run-down mall that probably hadn’t been thriving for 10 years. By the time I started going there, there were potholes and canyon-sized cracks in the parking lot that were never going to be fixed, so you just made a mental note to drive around them. Most of the storefronts were boarded up, and the handful of spaces that were occupied were Mom and Pop businesses. There were people in the parking lot on the way in selling churros and pralines and BBQ they’d cooked in the backs of pickup trucks. One time a chicken got loose and ran through the mall. Kids chased it like it was Rocky Balboa in a training montage.
An improvement on the original.
A great premise is undercut by a script that keeps pushing to make its characters less complicated than they could be.
Sincere but often frustrating family drama set among the ultra-rich.
Appreciating the art of one of the greatest documentary filmmakers.
A spare, tough, unrelentingly bleak story of a scandal within a community of Appalachian snake handlers.
Our monthly series on underrated films turns to a movie about Russians.