Three films from the London Film Festival.
Remember when movies were movies?
“Frank” is a brilliant, anarchic expedition into the soul of an artist and an examination of that artist’s fragile mental health.
The internet has turned the superheroes into something more wonderfully sparkly
“The Rover” isn’t just another revenge flick; it’s more like a chilling foray into the darkness of Cormac McCarthy and beyond
“This movie could star a bag of rice and it would still make a zillion dollars. There’s literally no reason a diverse, woman-friendly action movie doesn’t get made four times a year.”
What we really remember are the moments when Robin Williams’ career collided with our own lives.
We’re mad about Max for so many reasons.
“Guardians of the Galaxy” is being billed as a “different” kind of Marvel movie. In many ways, that’s true: It takes place in a distant part of the galaxy, and a fictional reality that’s only loosely linked to any of the existing Marvel franchises. It’s also looser and less self-serious than any of those franchises: …
A film adapted from an adaptation about an adaptation is an interesting conceit and one at which Polanski excels.