Monthly Archives: July 2022

National foundation myths are dearly held, but the more recent the “foundation,” the trickier it is to get a myth out of the cold hard facts. On its surface, “Image of Victory” is a piece of Israeli agitprop, a triumphalist/martyred … Continue reading →

You had me at “Irish.” And Olivia Colman. And “Joyriding.” This has some sort of regional distributor for that corner of Europe, no US one listed yet. They don’t even have Euro release dates. But again, Olivia Colman, Oscar winner, … Continue reading →

The perfect, timeless tune that outlived Bond villains, Bond films and Bonds RIP, Monty Norman.

Four girls find a body, and try to figure out who he is and what they should do about it over one magical/mysterious and “troubling” summer, in which they “come of age.” NOT a Stephen King take of the “Stand … Continue reading →

The trailers to the documentary “Fire of Love” play up the weirdness, the “obsession” of the husband and wife French vulcanologists Katia and Maurice Krafft, and suggest that they were dilletantes who died doing something they loved but perhaps didn’t … Continue reading →

Amandla Stenberg, Maria Bakalova, Lee Pace and Rachel Sennott. Aug 5 and 12, theaters, then streaming platform, then that one. From A24. Need I say more? Trigger warning. F——g Pete Davidson’s in it.

A quick shout out here to the unheralded hero of many a movie, the casting director. That person is responsible for populating the background faces in group scenes, and in bringing in the right folks for smaller supporting roles. Not … Continue reading →

Allison Brie, Aubrey Plaza, Alessandro Nivola, Molly Shannon, Fred Armisen, Tim Heidecker… A work trip to Italy turns romantic, and then goes ever so wrong. This looks edgy and fun, from IFC Aug. 19.

“Mrs. Harris Goes to Paris” is so much bubbly, frothy fun that it makes you wonder how “feel good movies” ever got a bad name. Director Anthony Fabian and a team of co-writers make this glorious, feather-light period piece effortlessly … Continue reading →

The DVD cover is much more lascivious than the documentary it contains, or the tepid movie that inspired it, and apparently a generation of South American filmmakers who saw it and thought, “I can do that.” That’s what the Spanish … Continue reading →