Fitting that the festival which began with I, Tonya should end, at least for me, on a similar note with Borg McEnroe. While not as heightened for the purpose of…
The right amount of craftsmanship can elevate even the lowest budget film into something special,
The Square uses awkward humor to explore the ridiculousness of ‘high class’ expression.
“Raped while dying,” the first billboard reads. The next, “And still no arrests,” and finally, “How come, Chief Willoughby?”
In the Fade is less concerned with the catharsis of vengeance than it is the ethical questions that revenge naturally raises.
Easily one of my favorites of the fest so far, Thelma is one of those rare movies that is so rich, so stylish, and so thematically dense that it merits…
Among genre fans, Justin Benson and Aaron Moorhead have become synonymous with a “microbudget sci-fi drama.” Each of their films uses a Twilight Zone-esque concept to put characters through the subversions of typical…
Spoor has all the makings of a great movie, but fails to pull them together in a satisfying way.
Although it’s not a terrible film, this is the first of the fest that I’d call a disappointment. Maybe I was tired, maybe I internally overhyped it … but maybe…
When done right, are few things more purely enjoyable than a French romantic comedy. When done wrong, there are few things worse. So it was a bit of a die…
We’re not reinventing the wheel here, but it’s a well-made wheel, and it rolls forward just fine.
It’s pure delight for a film nerd to bask in Haynes’ seamless blend of homage,
Asensio writes, directs, and stars in this slow-burn thriller which took home top honors at this year’s SXSW festival.
Films like this are why I go to festivals. There is truly nothing else quite like it.
Wonderstruck strikes no wonder at all.
What can I say? Gerwig knocks it out of the park.
There’s something to be said about a mystery that simply crumbles once its secrets are revealed
The Florida Project is easily Philadelphia Film Festival’s most buzzed about exhibition.
Featured as part of the Greater Filmadelphia programming block, Flesh and Blood is Mark Webber’s semi-autobiographical tale of addiction and redemption.
Bloody Milk is a sort of genre-less affair which could best be described as “occupational drama
dressed up like a thriller.”