The script and direction lean so heavily on wanting to appease a built-in audience that it never tries very hard, despite the exasperating visuals.
Not unlike I Spit on Your Grave and Ms. 45, M.F.A. contains scattered kernels of revelation.
A Catch in Time: Chapter One is an intriguing teaser for a work of potential greatness.
Difficult art doesn’t exist to be accepted and loved. It exists to exist.
I’m not sure what circumstances prompted the Twisted Pictures folks to revive their mascot…but I can’t say Jigsaw’s return isn’t timely.
As horror premises go, Flatliners is as classical as Frankenstein.
You don’t need a PhD to follow the story. You just have to pay attention.
Aronofsky has created a film that posits the female as The Other – the source of all inspiration and frustration.
In the end, mother! clings to convention in a story that’s couched in a guise of aesthetic edginess.
Distanced from Astron-6’s darkly funny aesthetic, it becomes just another genre flick defined by its borrowed parts.