
London photo of the day: East End street art 19
There was nothing at all in the vicinity to indicate what had moved the artist to paint a North American Native warrior on this wall.

There was nothing at all in the vicinity to indicate what had moved the artist to paint a North American Native warrior on this wall.

A bleak, bitter, wicked pleasure that holds up the underpinnings of modern America — self-help, Jesus, and violence — for ridicule.

Sporadically exciting French action drama about a 1988 hostage crisis drags more often than it should.

Harrowing drama of modern-day piracy as a sort of illicit corporate takeover; riveting and exhausting.

I might have something in my eye.

Here be dragons. If tradition holds true, ravaging alien monsters will be the most sympathetic characters here.

The signpost on the left gives you a sense of the scale of this.

A vile propagandistic action flick that shamelessly indulges fears of terrorism while also failing on a basic narrative level.

A provocative, ambitious drama about the unconsidered assumptions that power our cultures, for good or ill.

Alternately intriguing and infuriating: it’s very like the sort of movie exuberantly excessive Gatsby himself might have made.