Leos Carax's Holy Motors is another 2012 film giving the 20th century and its cinema a lingering, loving, wistful goodbye kiss.
The real genius of The Social Network is in the nuanced portrait of Mark Zuckerberg as a sympathetic asshole.
The director of The Social Network, which opens The New York Film Festival tonight, jokingly compares his film to Citizen Kane. And some critics and journalists have done the same. They're right, except that The Social Network is superior in many important ways.
The 48th New York Film Festival starts this Friday. Here are some films on the slate worth seeing.
Three films to look out for at the New York Film Festival.
Parts of On the Bowery are almost impossibly painful to watch.
Fall movies from a critic who cares.
Nobody in this documentary seems entirely sure if Phoenix is serious about retiring from acting to pursue a rap career, but everybody plays along with the stunt. It's the classic Hollywood circus of a thousand sheep following one brave fool.
The American is not a typical George Clooney thriller, and that's a perfectly good thing.
Centurion strives for profundity and fails.
John Cassavetes said things as Machine Gun McCain that he would have said as John Cassavetes.