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James Crawford

David Fincher’s Zodiac
By James Crawford | April 26, 2008

In ten years time, we may well look back at Zodiac as a landmark evolution in shooting (in) the dark—a problem that cinematographers have never adequately solved.

Tom Tykwer
By James Crawford | December 27, 2006

"The cult of the genius is one of the movie’s subjects, but he considers himself to be an artist, and therefore the objects of attraction that become his victims are just elements of a sculpture. In his amoral perspective, he never really considers them to be victims."

Rivette: Out 1 (Volume 1)
By James Crawford, Michael Joshua Rowin | December 8, 2006

Clocking in at a shade over twelve and a half hours, Jacques Rivette’s behemoth certainly is daunting for all the reasons one might expect, but then again not: unlike Bela Tarr’s seven-hour Sátántangó, the film is not intended to be consumed in a single sitting.

Jacques Rivette Retrospective/Céline and Julie Go Boating
By James Crawford | November 17, 2006

Like Godard, Rivette works like an analytical reverse engineer, picking apart the cinema and leaving its part strewn about.

The Fury
By James Crawford | November 9, 2006

The Fury is an urban reworking of Carrie’s notion of young adulthood as physical and psychological trauma.

Mafioso
By James Crawford | October 6, 2006

Lattuada plumbs material that a director like Visconti would mine for social realism, and takes a much more lighthearted view.

Gardens in Autumn
By James Crawford | October 3, 2006

The title, Gardens in Autumn, evokes stopping, if not to smell the roses, then at least to watch the leaves change color (Iosseliani himself shows up onscreen as the man who tends that garden).

Matador
By James Crawford | September 29, 2006

Given its mercurial tendencies, Matador demands rapt and unwavering attention, and not a little bit of patience, because one is never sure of a moment’s disposition (or position with respect to the whole) until that moment has fully played itself out.

Little Children
By James Crawford | September 27, 2006

Before Little Children, I had no idea that our most outwardly benign enclaves are tainted by…by…philanderers, both male and female; pedophiles; mail-order johns; gays (!); and transvestites (!!)—in short, sexual deviants of every imaginable stripe.

Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown
By James Crawford | August 11, 2006

Now that Pedro Almodovar has spent close to a decade working in his idiom of dark, fraught melodramas, it’s easy to forget the vitality of his early films.

Géla Babluani
By James Crawford | July 31, 2006

"For me life is a competition; even if we don’t want to, we have to do this thing. To wake up, to go to your work…even if we don’t need these things, we have to do them. Life is working by elimination—you need this job, I want to do this movie—it means I’m gonna have to do better than someone else."

A Scanner Darkly
By James Crawford | July 28, 2006

Much to my great dismay, Richard Linklater’s heady, intelligent, beautifully empathic vision of a rather quotidian and familiar dystopia is in the running to be the least appreciated film of the summer.

A Kiss Before Dying
By James Crawford | July 25, 2006

There’s little, narratively speaking, to suggest a work of weight and nuance, and yet Oswald accomplishes it, crafting a visually complex film. It all begins with the film’s second shot.

The Road to Guantanamo
By James Crawford | June 11, 2006
The Death of Mr. Lazarescu
By James Crawford | May 11, 2006

The Dardenne brothers’ L’Enfant has been justly hailed as a brilliant work, but for gritty observational verisimilitude The Death of Mr. Lazarescu outstrips it at every turn.

Eraserhead
By James Crawford | September 8, 2005

I came late to Lynch because I never had a film-obsessed companion to insist that my life wasn’t complete until I’d seen Blue Velvet or The Elephant Man, which seems to be how most burgeoning film critics are drawn into his peculiar universe.

Jim Jarmusch
By James Crawford | August 11, 2005

Jim Jarmusch, one of the last bastions of truly independent American cinema and director of the 2005 Cannes Grand Prix–­winner Broken Flowers, is an elusive interview.

Cafe Lumiere meets Sunrise
By James Crawford | May 17, 2005

Because of its prefacing epigram, Hou Hsiao-hsien’s Café Lumiere has drawn a barrage of comparisons to Yasujiro Ozu. Hou dedicated his film to the occasion of Ozu’s birth centenary, but upon further reflection, it seems like a ploy to shut the public up.

Charisma
By James Crawford | March 2, 2005
Bright Future
By James Crawford | November 12, 2004
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