I couldn’t help but wonder what the outcome of their conflict would have been had they put their violence urges on ice and instead submitted themselves into an epic series of fraternity Olympics.
As much as I loved counting down the top movie mothers of all time … counting down the 10 worst is just more fun. I have no idea what that means in the long run, but in any case, here is a poison pen letter to cinema’s mothers we all love to hate.
Before, I counted down the top 10 worst movie mothers of all time. Now a list of the greatest mothers in all movie history, because there’s never a bad day to pay tribute to mothers, right?
Series boasting films both old and new continue this week at the Riverview, the Trylon and the Walker, but one of the most exciting new additions to the Twin Cities film scene this week is a movie that’s older than your great-grandmother. Read on.
More often than not, it takes at least six months to a year (if not longer) for festival movies to arrive in the Twin Cities, especially given all the titles distributors hold onto until Oscar season kicks into high gear.
. In his new documentary, Rithy Panh tries exorcise memories he knows all too well, though much of the evidence was lost in the chaos surrounding him. But the figurines in the spotlight of “The Missing Picture” are in no form an escape from reality.
I bet you thought I was going to issue a postmortem on the 2014 Minneapolis-St. Paul International Film Festival, right? After all, Saturday night was the closing night. Oh, no. Closing night is only the beginning. Now’s the time to double back to catch all the audience favorites you missed the first time around!
Sometimes it takes months and months for movies that play the Minneapolis-St. Paul International Film Festival to show up in general release in the Twin Cities. Even more often, films from the festival roster don’t show up again at all. And then every once in awhile an MSPIFF selection pops into theaters in a matter of days.
That’s not Thom Yorke on the, ahem, “Motion Picture Soundtrack” for How to Disappear Completely. It’s the spare, oddly dispassionate beats of Eyedress, which lace Raya Martin’s dark and foreboding mystery with an aura of […]
Directed by Stephanie Spray and Pacho Velez but supervised by Lucien Castaing-Taylor (whose Leviathan was among last year’s most memorable films, documentary or otherwise), you might say that nothing happens in Manakamana. Or you could […]
The MSPIFF is in its final stretch, and some of the biggest titles are still to come. So this week, make that your first movie priority. But if your well of cinephilia ne’er runs dry, there are a few other options to check out this week.
I never understand why some people object to movies wherein the surface is the primary element and the rest is not necessarily subjugated but at least is entirely informed by that element. But there is admittedly something to be said for discipline.
This week’s collection of movie best bets is a bit hastier than normal because, duh, you should be first and foremost checking out our daily selections from the Minneapolis-St. Paul International Film Festival. Just as the weather’s heating up, so are the number of movies enticing you to stay indoors.
It’s a little difficult to recommend today’s selection if you aren’t already familiar with the films of South Korean master Hong Sang-soo. Like many auteurists’ pet faves, he tends to allow elements and themes to flow freely between his films, and the result is a body of work that’s greater than the sum of its parts.
I know it’s perpetually bad form to criticize the critics when it comes to covering festival movies, but sometimes it’s inevitable when it feels like critics are the only ones talking about a given film. But to hear people accuse “Closed Curtain” of being self-pitying, well, cry me a river.
While at this time last year, very few people had likely heard the name Solomon Northup (the victimized protagonist of the Oscar-winning 12 Years a Slave), it’s a safe bet far fewer still had ever heard of Dido Elizabeth Belle Lindsay.
With both a rude jolt and a surge of excitement, film fans in the Twin Cities find themselves on the cusp of this year’s Minneapolis-St. Paul International Film Festival, which opens on Thursday with a screening of Belle and continues for 17 days with more than 200 features.
In a few weeks, the MSPIFF starts up and everything else goes out the window. So if you’re looking to wrap up some loose ends — like, say, Nymphomaniac, Vol. 1 — do so as soon as possible.
Veronica Roth, the author of the book series, was in the Twin Cities a few weeks back to promote the film’s release along with actor Ansel Elgort, who plays the brother of the film’s chief protagonist. WCCO had the chance to ask them to both sort themselves, and here’s what they told us.
This just in! The Film Society of Minneapolis-St. Paul just announced that the opening night selection for this year’s MSPIFF will be British director Amma Asante’s Belle, a period piece about Dido Elizabeth Belle and […]
One of the things Wes Anderson fans tend to love is his ability to tell stories that exist outside of the standard hero-villain binaries. He’s more interested in the flaws that draw his characters away from both poles.
Fests are still playing out. Fantastic new works of art are still in theaters. (If you haven’t caught “Stranger by the Lake” yet and you’re open-minded, clear a spot on your calendar.) And the screenings just keep coming! It’s enough to make your head spin.
It wasn’t necessarily supposed to take 20 years for Ron Minkoff to make his return to fully animated feature films following “The Lion King.” But such are the realities of getting an animated project off the ground that he actually managed to get five other features through the pipeline in the interim.
The words that I wrote last year still ring true, and thankfully earlier than usual this year: “There are few things sweeter than the sight of grass peeking through the snow after a long, hard winter season. But the opportunity to see new movies from world-class auteurs and local up-and-comers alike is among those things.”
Now that the long Oscar season nightmare is finally over, it’s time to sing “Auld Lang Syne” and enjoy the best of what’s playing locally. And let me tell you, the floodgates are open, first and foremost not one but two foreign film festivals.