By Michael Koresky | May 12, 2016

The exteriors were shot on 65mm film, the interiors were captured digitally, and they offer different kinds of rapture, the former taking in the vastness of the land with hushed, God-like awe, the latter almost unbearably human, hunkering down in the burnished shadows of rooms sometimes lit by a single candle.

By Nick Pinkerton | May 12, 2016

The fleet-footed, amiably wicked Love & Friendship taps into the brisk comedies of Lubitsch, LaCava, McCarey, and Leisen, produced during an age when the best sophisticated drawing room comedy came from barbaric Hollywood.

By Nick Pinkerton | May 10, 2016

Synopsized, The Lobster might sound like high-concept science-fiction: a bit of Logan’s Run, a touch of Fahrenheit 451. And after a fashion it is, though there are no jumpsuits, moon boots, retinal scans, plasma cannons, or any other such trappings.

By Mayukh Sen | May 4, 2016

Audiard aspires to the operatic charge of Taxi Driver, but ends up with something more like Death Wish with a gloss of exoticism, forecasting his social prediction for a future in which the refugee exacts righteous revenge upon his aggressors.

By Nick Pinkerton | April 29, 2016

This low comedy, then, touches on a few highfalutin ideas: masculinity as performance for one, racial identity as a social construction for another. To one degree or another these things have been a part of Key and Peele’s comedy since their MADtv days.

By Nick Pinkerton | April 15, 2016

Incident and emotion play less of a role in determining the frame than pictorial grandstanding, and all of the shallow depth-of-field and moody haze feels like the work of a DP padding his reel.

By Giovanni Vimercati | April 14, 2016

The Polish director strikes a dramatic balance between subjective introspection and engagement with the outside world, stability and vertigo, the art of getting by and that of getting through. Skolimowski prefers the athletic directness of the physical act to intellectual manipulation.

By Michael Koresky | April 7, 2016

As with any good filmmaker, Mascaro uses the camera to help us see the world a little differently, a little more clearly. There’s something casually virtuosic about his new film, a work of strange realism that immerses the viewer in a natural yet defamiliarized environment of everyday ritual.

By Michael Koresky | April 1, 2016

Linklater, ever the good-natured observer of human connection and sensitive American masculinity, creates something strangely beautiful. He sculpts decency from what might have otherwise seemed an undifferentiated mass of testosterone.

By Jeff Reichert | March 31, 2016

The force of the film’s spare simplicity here reminds of the similarly devastating No Home Movie—artists of the caliber of Tsai or Chantal Akerman need no tricks to move an audience, only honesty and fearlessness.

By Daniel Witkin | March 29, 2016

Where Russian Ark deliberately decontextualized its various vignettes, Francofonia is generous almost to a fault with exposition, tracing the development of the German occupation in a leisurely manner.

By Michael Koresky | March 28, 2016

This is a film of unspeakable emotions, not platitudes; of how life and death can instill a room with meaning, not the lessons we learn from pain and loss.

By Jeff Reichert | March 15, 2016

First love is always critical, especially in the movies, but few are the scenarists like Desplechin who plumb it deeply enough to truly turn over all the minute pleasures and pains to find how thoroughly they shape a person.

By Graham Fuller | March 4, 2016

First-time feature director Zhao resists courting our sympathy by presenting the family life as squalid, though many Pine Ridge families live without heating, clean water, or sanitation.