Ken Loach returns to TIFF with a film that is, in many ways, as strong and less predictable than I, Daniel Blake, which won the Palme D’Or, and Toronto-based Semi Chellas adapts author Susan Choi's fictionalized take of Patty Hearst on the lam.
If Jennifer Kent’s first film, The Babadook (2014), had a sinister undercurrent, her new and more multifaceted film unleashes it in full force.
Quentin Tarantino's most exuberant and, believe it or not, minimalist film riffs on late-1960s Hollywood.
British photographer turned filmmaker Richard Billingham has re-created his teenage years of the 1970s and early ’80s, and in doing so has constructed an epiphany-free zone.
The festival can boast of its own discovery, the world premiere of director Diana Peralta’s debut film, a family drama of regret and remembrance.
A one-stop destination for those who haven’t been to Park City or Austin this year.
Director Gene Graham’s documentary is one of the few recent movies that have been released with the restrictive NC-17 rating, but don’t let that fool you: its outlook is more wholesome than prurient.
More an ideal introduction for opera newcomers and those who may not have been around at the titular figure’s zenith as a media star.
