The poetry of true love and heartbreak, as only Zhang Yimou can recite.
Tag: foreign film
As TIFF creeps ever closer, my eye begins to wander around the world for some worthy foreign selections.
You can have it all and still not be happy. Perhaps that comes with getting what you want.
Thoughts on a patient classic in an impatient age.
Opening the door to a film that’s been travelling for almost one year, and sorting through all the baggage it has picked up.
Where Blind Spots are concerned, it feels like I’m ending 2013 where I started.
You have to smile when you see the lineage of some of your favorite films.
Sergei Eisenstein serves up the best bowl of spinach I have ever taste
Some people say it best when they say nothing at all.
We don’t get to choose our family, but sometimes a family is kind enough to reach out and choose us.
Easily the craziest film I watched all week – one very messed up look at the sexual politics of the family dynamic.
My romp through film history finally takes me to France. It;s there that I learn that French people are gloriously screwed up, and that my readers have amazing taste!