By Bedatri D. Choudhury | March 7, 2025

In both On Becoming a Guinea Fowl and I Am Not a Witch, the previous film by Rungano Nyoni, women are tasked with laboring and bringing normalcy to an off-kilter world, choosing to seek out other planes of existence to forge kinships and form communities.

By Dan Schindel | March 7, 2025

While the screenplay might not properly evince the feeling of being an expendable, Robert Pattinson perfectly portrays someone who has thoroughly internalized their mortality.

By Caden Mark Gardner | March 5, 2025

It is a work that highlights the incongruities and contradictions of baseball. There has not been a fictional sports movie quite like Eephus, which deliberately unravels itself at the seams.

By Eileen G'Sell | February 15, 2025

This is not a movie that marvels at the throes of human despair, or at the preternatural resilience of one particular woman. It is instead a movie in which a mother chooses to carry on in fervid defiance, paving a way for her five children to do the same.

By Sarah Fensom | February 14, 2025

Matthew Rankin uses Universal Language to conduct a dialogue with Iranian cinema, utilizing hallmarks of its New Wave masters.

By Juan Barquin | February 6, 2025

If A Silent Voice fixated on navigating guilt and Liz and the Blue Bird tapped into the anxieties of love, The Colors Within is all about balancing the expectations others have of us with the limitless possibilities that exist before we are pigeonholed in certain roles.

By Matthew Eng | January 24, 2025

Soderbergh achieves an effectively fraught air from the jump so that his scenes, even at their stillest, vibrate with the breath-seizing possibility of menace; we are continually and acutely aware that the domestic fracases and solitary activities depicted are being witnessed by eyes without a face.

By Frank Falisi | January 13, 2025

Its willingness to paint sixties establishment folkies as potentially just as extractive as their more legibly villainous record mogul counterparts would have meant something if the film had any interest in actually investigating the prickly relationship between art and commerce.

By Greg Cwik | January 3, 2025

The main reason Nosferatu disappoints as anything beyond a display of technical virtuosity is Eggers's inability to capture love—its spirituality, its ungovernable, life-or-death power.

By Shonni Enelow | December 29, 2024

Between the writtenness of the text and the flat planes of the modernist upstate house Martha has chosen as the location to end her life, the film’s melodrama tips into abstraction.

By Michael Koresky | December 23, 2024

Whatever delights the film offers are of the generic variety, teasing at thriller and melodrama conventions while constantly pulling back to the realm of the purely psychological, a tense negotiation of the raw and the sleek as unresolved and tentative as its central adulterous couple’s stabs at kink.

By Michael Koresky | December 18, 2024

Shot on 35mm in shades of ominous gray by cinematographer Lol Crawley in the mid-century VistaVision format, the film is so gripping moment to moment that it’s almost convincing in its determination to be a definitive American epic.

By Jourdain Searles | December 12, 2024

Oh, Canada, adapted from the novel Foregone by the late Russell Banks, is engrossing and confounding, telling a story that defies simple elucidation. Usually in his films, the mode of confession is the diary. In his most recent films, his protagonists are looking to change their lives in meaningful ways.

By Kelli Weston | December 11, 2024

Elwood embraces the world around him with rare grace, an attraction to details and a surrender to pure sensation unencumbered by any trace of cynicism. In a few frames, Jomo Fray conveys more of a world than any dialogue might ever hope to express.