betrayal
In honor of this treacherous month, our writers are highlighting their favorite (that may be the wrong word) betrayals in film.
While Snapshots is far from a perfect film, it made with such an admirable degree of earnestness, with so much feeling, that it is easy to overlook the flaws.
Despite a strong beginning and strong performances, Siberia is ultimately a confounding mess of genres and tone.
The Duke of Burgundy is that rare thing that almost every movie promises, yet fails to deliver: it is something that you’ve never seen before. It manages to say something universal about the politics and gender roles of relationships using the guise of lesbian sadomasochism, a subject I assume will be entirely alien to most viewers.
According to my personal checklist, the extent to which a film can affect a viewer is a mark of its quality. Pioneer must have done something right, because it absolutely wrecked my sense of calm. A full 24 hours after watching director Erik Skjoldbjærg’s thriller for the first time, I still find myself feeling strangely uneasy – stealing glances over my shoulder, eyeing my friends and family with icy distrust…I even threw out a plate of unattended food on the off chance it had been poisoned by the shady agents of a deep-sea drilling conglomerate.