Sometimes it’s important to view a film through the lens of its country of origin. What may seem standard for us may feel globally shifting for others. I came to Levan Akin’s And Then We Danced with this in mind, knowing full well that the LGBTQ+ communities in Tbilisi, Georgia do not enjoy the same... Continue Reading →
N.B. Contains potential spoilers. Ahh, the new year. A time to make resolutions. A time to hit reset. A time to make a fresh start. A time to delay a film review or two, but I had a bad cold for the entire first month of the year, so yes this is late for the... Continue Reading →
-Ship: A Visual Poem (2019, 13 mins) Winner of this year’s Sundance short film Jury Award for U.S. Fiction, writer/director Terrance Daye’s -Ship: A Visual Poem follows a black boy, Jeremiah (Antonio J. Watson), as he visits his aunt’s house following the death of his cousin. Kristin Kouke’s handheld cinematography frequently takes us to Jeremiah’s... Continue Reading →
The Shawl (2019, 7 mins) Even if you didn’t get to see Sara Kiener's The Shawl at this year’s Sundance Film Festival, where it world premiered with feature Mucho Mucho Amor, the chances are the bewitching outfits of the film’s star couple, Shane O'Neill and Dusty Childers, caught your eye in the snowy Park City... Continue Reading →
Buck (2020, 14 mins)Written and directed by fellow NYU Tisch 2019 graduates Elegance Bratton and Jovan James, Buck, which had its world premiere at Sundance 2020 on Sunday January 26th, was partly inspired by the deaths of two African American men, Timothy Michael Dean and Gemmel Moore, found at the California home of white businessman... Continue Reading →
I see a lot of movies but don’t always have time to write a comprehensive review for every one of them. By catching up on screenings these past few weeks, I’ve managed to compile a small batch of artisanal, locally-sourced capsule reviews. While less wordy than usual, you still get my clever/groan-inducing titles, one to... Continue Reading →
Every now and then, a movie energizes me in unexpected ways. When I first saw Animal House, I immediately wanted to start a food fight in the cafeteria. Aliens excited me so much, it remains the only film where I turned around and saw the very next showing. Now, along comes Dolemite Is My Name,... Continue Reading →
FILM BRAIN (FB): What the fuck did we just watch? MUSICAL THEATRE BRAIN (MTB): Cats. FB: Yeah, but… what the actual… MTB: Andrew Lloyd Webber’s musical Cats, you know the one that’s been around since 1981. We saw it when we were kids. FB: I know but… that film was… MTB: Yeah, I’ll admit, the... Continue Reading →
I have two words for you: Cats. But that doesn’t make sense, you say? Exactly. Back in college, it seemed like every performing arts major had that Harvey Edwards “Leg Warmers” photo hanging on their wall. You know the one with the well-worn stockings and the tattered, duct-taped ballet slippers in plié? It signified a... Continue Reading →
