Matisse called the Barnes Foundation “the only sane place to see art in America.” But the clamor over moving one…
Though the breathtaking vistas of Big Sky Country in Ilisa Barbash and Lucien Castaing-Taylor’s unforgettable sheepherding documentary come close to…
A quintet of pathetic pals are sized up in this often sharp, nasty exposé of masculinity, written by Sexy Beast…
Like director Brian Levant’s past two outings—2002’s Snow Dogs and 2005’s Are We There Yet?— Spy is immediately forgettable family…
Consider: If Tennessee Williams’ script for Joseph Losey’s 1968 turkey Boom! (an adaptation of his play The Milk Train Doesn’t…
Rebecca Miller’s fourth feature may be the only film you’ll ever see with both Cornel West and Monica Bellucci in…
Timothy Hutton is duct-taped to the potty, and Meg Ryan is just plain potty, in this posthumously produced Adrienne Shelly…
Veteran doc maker Robert Stone (Guerrilla: The Taking of Patty Hearst, Oswald’s Ghost) assembles nine talking, graying heads to reminisce…
Frederick Wiseman’s magnificent documentary offers a portrait of suppleness and agility—not just of the dancers’ bodies but of the august…
Jim Sheridan’s remake of Danish director Susanne Bier’s 2005 original about the familial and psychic trauma caused by Operation Enduring…
Another poor, massive, uneducated African-American teenager lumbers onto screens this month, soon after Precious and obviously timed as a pre-Thanksgiving…
Aiming wide and missing, this satire of the contemporary-art scene was seemingly lifted from the transcripts of late-’80s Senate debates…
Don Imus’ hateful, racist 2007 remarks about “nappy-headed hos” underscored the immense fear of and fascination with the hair follicles…
Anne Fontaine’s biopic gives us Belle-Époque Coco, opening in 1893 with a grim scene of the 10-year-old waif and her…
When earlier this decade I worked as a freelancer for a publication two floors below Vogue, each sighting of Anna…
Your enjoyment of My One and Only will depend on how much the words “inspired by incidents in the life…
“If you remember Woodstock, you probably weren’t there,” the expression goes. And if you were, can you please stop gassing…
Broke-ass hustler Nikki (Ashton Kutcher, who also produced) may not have a home or a car, but he does possess…
If an obscenely privileged person has the good sense to apologize for his whining, does this self-awareness make the pity…
“For the first time in my life, I felt morally certain of having written a novel for which I need…
