Can a work of art so closely tied to a particular tragedy transcend its era to speak to future generations? This beautiful and moving documentary resoundingly says, “Yes.”
A stylish and gritty story of a pugnacious homeless boy fighting to survive on the streets of Tehran.
A wonderful introduction into the world of the legendary choreographer, but it’s more of an appetizer than a full meal.
It’s a lot to ask a filmmaker to take a 97-minute snapshot of a country. Yet the result here is purposeful and often mesmerizing.
No story can succeed on notoriety alone, and this one demands a deeper treatment.
Three cast members of 1995’s Kids have reclaimed their narratives and co-produced an unexpurgated version of the indie hit’s history.
The documentary shines a spotlight on the Harlem Cultural Festival that took place in 1969, the same summer as the more famous Woodstock.
An awkward date leads to an awkward quarantine, albeit one that makes for one of the better pandemic-centric movies to date.
For those who’ve watched one sports movie or 10, this new entry will be familiar, for better or for worse.