The poetry of true love and heartbreak, as only Zhang Yimou can recite.
Tag: TIFF 2014
When a master picks up his instrument, you seldom care what the master chooses to play.
Takahata breathes new life into an ancient Japanese folk-talk, and leaves us wondering if he is taking a bow in the process.
My TIFF adventure begins with a grisly bedtime story from a country that is fast becoming the best at telling grisly bedtime stories.
Let me play currator for the next two weeks, won’t you?
We all know the man is insightful and funny, but can Jon Stewart direct? Ask me again this time next week.
Sometimes it’s the films you know the least about that make the greatest impact.
My selections have been made. Here’s what you can anticipate reading about and hearing about over the next few weeks of TIFF 2014 coverage around these parts.
As TIFF creeps ever closer, my eye begins to wander around the world for some worthy foreign selections.
TIFF rounds out its slate, and they’ve saved a lot of the best stuff until last.
Time for the home team to take the ball.
Last autumn was pretty good to Donnie Darko. Can he continue the run of good work?