How do you say “boyakasha” in French? Sacha Baron Cohen, [...]
We Need to Talk About Kevin isn’t the first film this year to outlast its immediacy. A novel written by Lionel Shriver in the wake of the Columbine school killings, director Lynne Ramsay has been trying to make the film since her last feature, Morvern Callar, in 2002. The unusually long gestation period has stripped the story of its ripped-from-the-headlines quality. It now plays like a quaint, violent memory. These are the under-parented demon children of not so long ago
The premise of Rachid Bouchareb’s new film London River is simple: as London reels from the catastrophic transit bombings of June 2005, two people are brought together by some aberrant twist of fate. Elisabeth (played by the lovely Brenda Blethyn) comfortably lives out her retirement on a Guernsey Islands farm in England when she catches the news of the terrorist attacks. This immediately yields the question,
A man. A woman. An underground train. Traded looks. Traded fantasies. No one looking. No one aware. The train stops. The lick of her lips. The ring on her finger. Will they? Won’t they? The crowd in the station. The man is Brandon. We soon meet the rest of him. His job. His coldness. His naked body wrapped in blue sheets. His overpowering sexual impulse. Alleys. Back doors, Luxury hotels. His computer tracked off to clean porn.
By now you’ve no doubt heard, The Artist, a black-and-white [...]
