
Where Are the Women? 45 Years
The film may dwell in the realm of romance, but its focus on a woman coping with unexpected upheaval in a long-established relationship is unusual indeed.

The film may dwell in the realm of romance, but its focus on a woman coping with unexpected upheaval in a long-established relationship is unusual indeed.

A story about a girl dealing with the sort of identity issues that hit all kids in early adolescence. Girls need more movies like this one.

Enchanting, startling; a rare story about a girl at a precarious age. Full of that exquisite Studio Ghibli sorcery that captures the beauty of the ordinary.

Spotted at the pub The World’s End, in Camden.

A movie that looks at first as if it might offer a good showing for women — or, at least, for one woman — descends into the hoariest of anti-woman clichés.

Amenábar aims for a noirish X-Files vibe, but preposterousness rules this inert trudge that does absolutely no justice to a terrible real-life phenomenon.

Snap Galleries, off Piccadilly, would like you to buy some art photos of David Bowie, by photographer Masayoshi Sukita.

“A Girl in the River” masterfully portrays a culture that justifies killing women, its rage subsumed by a dispiriting account of how its customs are perpetuated.

Or maybe they were gas whales from the upper atmosphere of Jupiter?

The lanterns strung across Piccadilly were simple, but beautiful. I wish they would have left them there forever.