Bunuel’s absurdly fun penultimate feature seems to have been beamed directly from his unconscious—a provocative, taboo-smashing take on the idiocy of institutions and the irrational lunacy of human beings.
Tales of lust and love are intertwined with Pasolini’s astonishing location shooting in this weird concoction of a film that runs a bit too long.
Coppola’s follow-up is even more ambitious in terms of narrative structure as he seamlessly explores themes of power, family and betrayal across time in one of cinema’s most astonishing sequels.
Tati’s swansong is a delightful circus act (and quite literally, and dazzlingly so) as he implicates artists, entertainers and audience members alike in the performative.
Shyam Benegal’s highly influential first feature sees actress Shabana Azmi bursting into the limelight in this anguishing tale about the injustices of India’s caste system and gender subjugation.
A neorealist-inspired first feature by Kiarostami, charting his path to become one of cinema’s foremost chroniclers of the human condition.
Polanski’s greatest accomplishment, and one of the finest American films ever made from the ’70s.
It may have a wafer-thin storyline, but there’s no shortage of action in this mildly entertaining final instalment.
Polished, precise and beautifully-shot in black-and-white, but its cold and austere treatment can be a long, alienating slog.
Eternality Tan 