There is probably no other purgatorial cinematic experience like this—a Pasolini-meets-Tarkovsky medieval sci-fi epic that finds stark beauty in all of its carnivalesque filth and revolting excess.
Like Leone’s Once Upon a Time in America, this is a film about the nostalgic evocation of time, space, style, and tradition.
Dutta explores the inner psychological and creative world of an Indian artist who does charcoal painting through this mesmerising sensorial non-narrative.
A disappointing effort by Korean auteur Park Chan-wook – an unfortunate case of too much style and too little substance.
A strong mood exercise that brings to the fore a tense psychological mystery that is both twisting and twisted.
Denis Villeneuve’s assured direction and Roger Deakins’ evocative cinematography elevates this seemingly generic suburban mystery-thriller into something that will shock and haunt you.
Jodorowsky’s return to filmmaking after 23 years is a dazzling, self-indulgent portrait of his childhood under the surrealistic veil of psychomagic.
Interesting and dull at the same time, this ‘documentary movie’ operates as a series of vignettes of people who live next to an enormous ring road around Rome.
Wang Bing’s extraordinary observational documentary shows us what it’s like in a mental asylum in China—for four gruelling hours, we find ourselves full of human empathy and incapable of rendering judgment.
An empty film with shallow characters, this is Sofia Coppola’s worst hour as a filmmaker.
