
The Keeping Room movie review: a place that women know
Call this a revisionist feminist postapocalyptic historical western home-invasion horror drama. But even that doesn’t quite do it justice.

Call this a revisionist feminist postapocalyptic historical western home-invasion horror drama. But even that doesn’t quite do it justice.

LFF is a veritable orgy of cinema, and I love it. It’s exhausting, but I love it.

Brit Marling never knows what to do with her great ideas. She runs them right up to a moment when all that electric potential zaps itself out of existence in a flash.

Finally making the globo energy corps pay for their crimes! Looks and sounds great. But I’ve said that before about Brit Marling’s work…
For all the satisfying ironies that are dished up, some of what we’re served is hopelessly naive.
Argh! Actor and screenwriter Brit Marling has done it again! She’s come up with an intriguing science-fictional concept as the basis for an indie arthouse drama — and she doesn’t know what to do with it.
Too white, too thin, too interchangeable: the traditional cover featuring young talent on the rise always comes under massive scrutiny, and the ritual is now in full swing…
Screenwriters Brit Marling and Mike Cahill don’t know where to take their story beyond its initial neat-o science fiction premise…