Film Society of Minneapolis-St. Paul
This weekend kicks off Cine Latino, a film festival put on by the Film Society of Minneapolis-St. Paul that seeks to celebrate movies in Spanish and Portuguese. Here are capsule reviews of a few of the films that caught my eye.
The Film Society of Minneapolis-St. Paul is presenting what it calls the “region’s largest celebration of Spanish and Portuguese language film,” and tickets for the general public go on sale Monday.
At age 11, I first saw Dog Day Afternoon as an edited-for-TV Sunday afternoon movie on a dreary fall day. The lonely kid version of me was absolutely riveted by the guns, the screams, the […]
At age 88, filmmaker Claude Lanzmann is cinema’s greatest torchbearer for the preservation of first-person holocaust remembrances. He’s most famous for his epic documentary Shoah, which is nine-and-a-half incredible hours of interviews with holocaust survivors, […]
Set in rural, modern-day Mexico, Heli is two parts beautiful, one part mundane and eight parts horrific. The film was in the running for the Palme d’Or at the 2013 Cannes Film Festival, where it shocked viewers and critics alike. New York Times critic Manohla Dargis even scoffed at the Steven Spielberg-led jury for giving director Amat Escalante the Best Director prize for what she referred to as his “staged atrocities.”
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.”
Serious and subtle, “La Playa DC” captures the coming of age of a Colombian boy pulled in different directions by everything — this past, his poverty, his pride, family, friends and dreams.
If you thought Deadliest Catch was unnerving, imagine experiencing the show aboard the ship, peering through a pinhole, trying to make out what’s moving around among the dripping nets, inhaling salty night air, underneath a cloud of scavenging sea birds.
Throughout the entire festival, WCCO’s Movie Blog will be spotlighting one particularly notable MSPIFF movie each day. So clear your schedules and get ready to go around the world in 18 days.
We’re now just a few weeks away from the opening of the 2013 MSPIFF, and it still feels pretty much like winter out there. So there will be no reason to feel bad about seeking late-season refuge inside a movie theater … for weeks.
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.
The B movies are starting to push out some of the underperforming Oscar contenders from area multiplexes. Maybe it’s time to start looking elsewhere for your movie fixes.
Your average NYC socialite rarely travels further east than The Hamptons. But filmmaker Margaret Betts isn’t your average heiress.
I remember watching a documentary about the angst of middle-aged men. One guy in his late 50s laments the fact that he can’t get the attention of anyone at the bars or clubs he frequents, despite all the time he continues to put into maintaining his own visage.
Fred Schepisi isn’t particularly high on the list of most cinephile’s lists of great working auteurs, but for a small, fiercely devoted group. The small, devoted group have a solid case, though.