Daily Archives: September 8, 2018

I had, quite frankly, written off that raving egomaniac Julian Schnabel after his last debacle. But if anybody is going to do “Vincent” justice, even with an actor who should have played him 25 years ago, it would be the … Continue reading →

It’s not secret that a documentary’s subject matter is more important to our reaction to it than its originality, “plot” and execution. We fill the theaters for political docs we agree with, be they from Dinesh D’Souza or Michael Moore. … Continue reading →

I was chatting with Jordan, one of my favorite cineplex managers at one of the busiest theaters in the entire Regal Cinemas chain, on my way in to see “Peppermint” and “The Nun” the other day, pondering what sort of … Continue reading →

A tactless/ruthless acting coach/stage director and a wounded, bipolar mother battle for an unstable young actress’s affections and soul in “Madeline’s Madeline,” an extremely disquieting drama about art, ego, fragility and cruelty. Whatever the mother’s concerns, to the director, this … Continue reading →