Film
Materialists: The Tides have Turned
Ma'am, he's literally Rich!Pedro Pascal.
No holds barred, pushing the conversation forward.
Film
Ma'am, he's literally Rich!Pedro Pascal.
The Case
There are methods to our madness.
Opinion
This is an opinion piece, I promise. So, I slept through the Oscars last night. This was mostly apathy, and the fact that I didn’t want to witness an Emilia Pérez sweep live and in glorious technicolor. The universe seems to have taken mercy on me and given it
Festivals
This review comes to us from our On-The-Ground correspondent and Santa Barbara native, Jack O’Mahoney. This is a propaganda film. Let me explain. For a political documentary centering on the fallout of the 1979 Iranian Revolution, and clearly produced for a “Western” (likely US American) audience, My Stolen Planet
It is well known that the most beloved and high-ticket Marvel characters and franchises are often the sight of much drama and failure. Being such valuable IP, they tend to be munched on by less-than-understanding studio executives who squeeze the life out of the thing until there isn’t much
Opinion
When a film was well received this year, it was usually because it was channelling the anger and frustrations of those who have been left behind. This wasn’t your usual raft of ‘Diversity Hires’ or “The value of Diverse Storytelling”-ass movies. These films were specific, working things out
There is something so fulfilling about being right, and there, and on it, and around, and paying attention. I have been a fan of Linklater’s for a while now, and especially his approach to filmmaking resonates with me deeply. There is, simultaneously, a seriousness and irreverence that means he
Preceding and then following the Met Gala this year, the justified fear of yet another glitzy culturally iconic event being used as cover for ramped up genocidal efforts by the Israeli Military soured the entire thing. Protestors were ‘successfully’ corralled away from the actual streets of the Gala, and the
Reviews
If I admit I was delirious, walking into that Picturehouse that day, then I must concede also that it was a very, very weird day for me - the first of a week of them, all of my own doing. That morning, I had read something that I knew was