We must find another word for what happens to us during the films of Béla Tarr. We don’t observe them without them observing

“A lot of ‘em are gone…the old faces,” Terence Stamp’s Wilson says flatly an hour into Steven Soderbergh’s exquisite neo-noir “The Limey,” with

Simon West auteurism is not for the faint of heart. Unlike Joseph H. Lewis or Phil Karlsen, his compromised studio work has less

As with Michael Bay, I was waiting (if not patiently) for the day Zack Snyder produced something I found essential, and even when

Joe Don Baker was one of the first to teach me what screen acting was. As a kid, I was a “Mystery Science

The untempered version of world events right now: Things are not getting better. There’s no opposition coming, there’s no reckoning on the way, there

With the state of Democracy a shambles and hope being sucked out of the country like helium from a balloon, I thought I’d

This month, we pay tribute not just to a movie that almost instantly fell out of the public consciousness but to a great writer