Sleep Dealer (review)
Made on the cheap compared to Hollywood flicks, this thrillingly original and heartfelt Mexican film is a truly human story about the impact of technology on individuals and on society.
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The Song of Sparrows (review)
Iranian director Majid Majidi is a master of the mundane, of transforming it into something luminous and lovely.
Inglourious Basterds (review)
Only Quentin Tarantino — cinema’s bad boy, the film geek who’s film-geekier than thou — would have the balls to state, as *Inglourious Basterds* comes to a close, that this could well be his masterpiece.
Summer Hours (review)
What is the value of *stuff*? Perhaps it’s not at all paradoxical that as some of us begin to reject the rampant consumerism into which our culture has descended, the idea that at least some of our crap is not crap will start to see more play.
Smile Pinki (review)
If you could use some good news — and who couldn’t? — then you’ll want to see “Smile Pinki,” this year’s Oscar winner for Best Documentary Short debuting tonight on HBO at 7pm Eastern.
Tokyo! (review)
This triptypch of short flicks about the Japanese capital by non-Japanese filmmakers is wildly intriguing to me, as someone who has never been there but would like to visit — I wonder, though, how natives or familiar foreigners would parse the peculiarities of these disturbing urban fairy tales.
Paris 36 (review)
Oh my goodness, I didn’t expect this: *Paris 36* is *The Muppet Show* in, you know, Paris in 1936.
Shall We Kiss? (review)
Charming and tender and wisely funny…
Gomorrah (review)
Brutal and unrelenting, this documentary-style expose of the Naples equivalent of the Sicilian mafia burns away all hints of Hollywood glamour…
Waltz with Bashir (review)
More illustrated than animated, more *Maus* than Mouse…
