Oscar Isaac headlines this low-key, slow-burn thriller about a poker player with a haunted past, directed with the minimum of fuss by Schrader.
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Oscar Isaac headlines this low-key, slow-burn thriller about a poker player with a haunted past, directed with the minimum of fuss by Schrader.
Ducournau’s Cannes Palme d’Or-winning sophomore feature is a body-horror shocker about the desire for connection, featuring strong performances from Vincent Lindon and Agathe Rousselle.
Truth is the weakest currency in Ridley Scott’s generally solid stab at a Rashomon-esque historical epic set in medieval France during the Hundred Years’ War.
The emerging Georgian filmmaker’s second feature is an entrancing anti-romanticisation of the romance tale, recalling the artful whimsy and playful storytelling of Miguel Gomes.
Arnold makes a detour into documentary filmmaking as her camera brings us up close and personal with several cows in a dairy farm, capturing their magnificence as well as the sheer drudgery of their reality.
A rather bloated effort despite the generous and intense servings of action, this is a half-decent final outing for Daniel Craig’s Bond.
Lowery’s ambitious, visually-indulgent and bewildering attempt at reimagining the story of Sir Gawain and the mysterious Green Knight is way too slow an anti-hero’s journey picture to truly engage.
A master of the deliberately-paced blockbuster, Villeneuve’s attempt at adapting Frank Herbert’s sci-fi novel is admirable in its storytelling clarity and stunning world-building.
Three hours fly by in Hamaguchi’s gentle Cannes Best Screenplay winner—a highly-layered and nuanced take on the unresolved regrets and guilt that stay deep within us and the affordances of performance art and unlikely acquaintance as catharsis.
Sound as time, memory, life and death, the latest sensorial slow cinema entry from the Thai auteur starring a restrained Tilda Swinton is beautiful, hypnotic, and a much-needed sedative for our discomforting times.