Not unlike I Spit on Your Grave and Ms. 45, M.F.A. contains scattered kernels of revelation.
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.
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.
When contrasted against last year’s similarly-themed (but far more original) Pet, Berlin Syndrome seems especially disappointing.
In this second part of a two-part article, I focus on the film(s) that I introduced at the end of the first part: Michael Haneke’s FUNNY GAMES (1997 / 2007).
“The Eyes of My Mother” (2016) combines an edgy, boundary-pushing story with painstaking attention to form and execution in filmmaking.
It’s Lord of the Flies with suits and ties.
With A Cure for Wellness, Verbinski goes all out in an epic-length exploration of madness and the macabre.