Italian-American filmmaker Jonas Carpignano has shown in only his second feature, A Ciambra, to be one of the most empathetic social realist filmmakers working today.
Boys For Sale dives into the world of the urisen (also known as “boys”) that are paid to have sex with other men. Brought in by the allure of a high paying part-time job, urisens have to learn to navigate the industry as they go.
Uniting four legends of the screen for a shot of summer silver screen cinema, Book Club is every bit as formulaic, disposable and harmless as you would expect.
Many audiences will likely shy away from the graphic depiction of abuse within director Jennifer Fox’s autobiographical film The Tale, but the film’s frankness is often its greatest asset.
While lacking the effervescence of his previous film Claire’s Camera, Sang-soo Hang’s The Day After has a mournful cloud that hangs over this digital monochrome display of admirable honesty.
Just like his earlier short, Hereditary feels like nothing more than a provocation, updating the parental anxieties of Rosemary’s Baby for the modern era — and adding no substantial allegory that makes it feel any deeper than this.
While cathartic in the emotional expression of the finality of death, Irreplaceable You fails to be memorable, forgotten long after the credits have rolled.
A Kid Like Jake succeeds on behalf of Howard’s confident direction, Pearle’s sharp-witted and empathetic script, and two outstanding performances from Danes and Parsons.
Despite its absurd concept lending itself to occasional entertaining satire, The Jurassic Games suffers from poor visuals, bland cinematography, and poorly developed stereotypical characters.
On Chesil Beach feels like three separate character studies awkwardly forced into one occasionally incoherent film – but with a characteristically brilliant Saoirse Ronan performance at the centre, it is never anything less than compelling.