film criticism by maryann johanson | since 1997
Asghar Farhadi attempts to meld melodramatic mystery with his usual humanistic drama, but leaves little space for either impulse to be satisfied. Disappointing and strangely anticlimactic.
This delicately realized portrait of an intellectual Tehran couple could easily be taking place in New York, London, or Tokyo. The empathy machine strikes again.
A remarkably grounded French-Iranian drama about a broken family trying to mend; unexpectedly riveting, thanks in part to one of 2013’s best ensembles.
Here’s an at-a-glance look at my picks for tomorrow night’s Academy Awards…
So happy that The Artist is Best Film for us…
I hate that The Tree of Life won so many awards, but I am only one voter among many…
