Kill the Jockey
A sports-mafia drama and an Almodóvar–esque tragicomedy.
A sports-mafia drama and an Almodóvar–esque tragicomedy.
Danny Boyle is back with one of his best films to date, once again sidestepping Hollywood’s expectations and conventions (this is, first and foremost, a British production).
One of the great pleasures of the festival was being part of an audience discovering international gems
Two heavy-hitting dramas stood out, both powered by immersive performances.
Two manic comedies—one wild, the other more tender—left a strong impression.
The trilogy “Love, Sex and Dreams” is shaping up as this summer’s most sophisticated cinephile secret.
It joins the ranks of a unique group of excellent Stephen King adaptations where the supernatural component is minimal to nonexistent.
The strongest asset and most captivating force here is Sally Hawkins. It’s a shame there’s not more Sally Hawkins on our screens every year.
A basketball game, a terrorist siege, and quicksand escapades are part of the colorful set of adventures during its brisk runtime of under two hours.