Despite all that you’ve heard, Alejandro Gonzalez Iñárritu’s Digger is not a wretched stinker of a movie. Despite the groan-worthy zany trailer heralding the impending doom of exploding oil rigs, wayward glaciers, and catastrophic tsunamis, like an even more libtard cringe version of Adam McKay’s much-loathed farcical finger-wag Don’t Look Up (which, for the record, I … Continue reading
The Testament of Ann Lee is the only movie I can recall watching in the theater recently without someone barking out a disruptive, ironic laugh. And before any anti-laughers scoff in humorless scorn at those who can’t understand cinema without the distancing mechanism of camp, that chuckler is usually me. Yet, the lack of chortling … Continue reading
Does anyone love their job quite as much as Rosa, the bright-eyed and bushy-haired sex worker and l’amour de tout le monde à Paris in Paul Vecchiali’s 1986 doomed and demented romance flick, Rosa la rose, fille publique? It’s hard to imagine. She’s even working on her twentieth birthday! Currently screening at Metrograph on the … Continue reading