After navigating through the coronavirus pandemic in 2020 and mounting a hybrid edition, the New York Film Festival will return to its Lincoln Center base this fall.
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We can all stop wishing it a long life: the new flesh is thriving, living rent-free in Julia Ducournau‘s fucked-up titanium brain, oozing from every frame of her bizarrely beautiful, emphatically queer sophomore film, and thence seeping in through your orifices, the better to colonize your most lurid, confusing nightmares, as well as that certain class of sex dream that you’d be best off never confessing to having.
“Titane,” Ducournau’s follow-up to her sensational debut “Raw,” is roughly seven
.After navigating through the coronavirus pandemic in 2020 and mounting a hybrid edition, the New York Film Festival will return to its Lincoln Center base this fall.
Erin Brockovich, Pretty Woman and Notting Hill. Though Roberts has been a key player in Hollywood, away from the limelight she lives a more quiet, private life.
Julia Roberts has been at the forefront of Hollywood for more than three decades, journeying her way into audience's hearts with beloved roles in Erin Brockovich, Pretty Woman and Notting Hill. Though Roberts has been a key player in Hollywood, away from the limelight she lives a more quiet, private life.
Julia Roberts has been at the forefront of Hollywood for more than three decades, journeying her way into audience's hearts with beloved roles in Erin Brockovich, Pretty Woman and Notting Hill. Though Roberts has been a key player in Hollywood, away from the limelight she lives a more quiet, private and stable life.
“This stuff is junk, what we’re doing,” Bill Murray deadpans in the middle of “New Worlds: The Cradle of Civilization.” The live audience onscreen—a strange sight after a year and a half of social distancing and no live performances—laughs. Murray hams it up: “Is it too late to get some moussaka?” Then he smiles knowingly and nods.
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Palme d’Or for one of the most brazen and divisive films to screen in competition in recent years. The manner in which it was announced was equally startling as the ceremony started where it should have ended, with Lee mistakenly announcing the Palme d’Or laureate from the get-go.
Note to self: do not get old. The alternative, i.e., death, may not be very pleasant but, sedate and dignified and swathed in vaguely biblical white sheets, it doesn’t get anything like the bad press that old age does in Gaspar Noé‘s “Vortex.” Let’s not forget that in “Enter the Void,” this same director made death seem like quite the trip – infinitely preferable to the progressively demeaning ravages of dementia or the Sword of Damocles that is a dodgy ticker.
“It would be better if I were dead,” the old lady laments to her even older husband in Gaspar Noé’s startling new film Vortex, and he makes no effort to disagree. Even though its title might have worked just fine for one of the perennially youth-obsessed director’s previous films, here it serves as an indicator of life swirling down the drain.
Bruno Dumont’s peculiar blend of the transcendental with a clumsy kind of realism was a natural fit to “Jeannette” and “Joan of Arc,” both films dealing with the same presumed miracle — an ordinary little girl claiming to be guided by Saints.
In one scene of Apichatpong Weerasethakul’s “Memoria,” Jessica (Tilda Swinton) and a friend browse refrigerated cabinets designed to preserve flowers. “In here, time stops,” the saleswoman says proudly, gesturing at the blue cupboards.
Julia Roberts’ daughter Hazel Moder very quietly made her Cannes Film Festival debut.
Few films have accurately captured the definitive Millennial experience—lovelorn, cash-strapped, self-absorbed, and tech-addicted—though a few have tried, and some even succeeded. Modern love is no joke, as films and shows like “Frances Ha” and “Girls” know, and neither is modern friendship, or any part of early adulthood these days.
Bruno Dumont uses a French anchorwoman to explore his country’s media in France, a Cannes Film Festival competition entry that’s glossy and watchable but ultimately disappointing. Léa Seydoux plays France de Meurs, a TV anchorwoman and reporter so famous that she stopped for selfies everywhere she goes, from cafes to war zones. After she is involved in a traffic accident, she quits her job and ends up in a Swiss spa, but the respite she meets there isn’t quite what she’d hoped for.
When teenaged environmental activist Greta Thunberg made her now-famous speech at the UN Headquarters in 2019, she was met with equal parts admiration and derision, likely an unfavorable imbalance toward the latter. For every A-list celebrity who reposted a clip on their Instagram story, adorned with enthusiastic heart emojis, surely another handful of Internet trolls lurked in the comments and left discouraging messages.
The rise in popularity of true crime stories has seen the line between genuine investigation and lurid exploitation become increasingly blurred. With every new Netflix docu-series, podcast episode, and beach-read paperback, content creators are having to go further afield to dig up some crime forgotten to history to recast in a light that often appears oriented for entertainment first, with any richer insights an inadvertent byproduct.
What do we really know about children? Until the Renaissance, artists were still painting them as freakish shriveled adults. Only in the last century-ish did American society decide they probably should go to school instead of laboring all day in sweatshops.
Provocateur Julia Ducournau goes full throttle with Titane, a startling entry into the Cannes competition. While her terrific horror Raw explored gender, power and sexuality via cannibalism, Titane does so with auto(mobile)-erotic symbolism.
Premiering in competition at this year’s Festival de Cannes, Nanni Moretti’s wild melodrama “Three Floors” is based on a 2017 Israeli novel called “Shalosh Qomot” from writer Eshkol Nevo and begins with an undeniably tragic event. One dark night on a quiet street of Rome, a drunk driver runs over a lady crossing the road, narrowly avoids hitting a pregnant woman, then finally crashes into a building, landing straight into a family’s living room.