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All posts by Veronika Ferdman
Indulgence is Good
Veronika Ferdman writes an appreciation of the 1985 film "Tampopo," now playing in theaters in a restored version.
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“Hitchcock/Truffaut” Functions As A Serviceable Primer
With Hitchcock/Truffaut, Kent Jones, one of our greatest living film critics and programmers, has once again forayed into documentary filmmaking. Hitchcock/Truffaut is adapted from a 1967 book of the same name written by François Truffaut—a book that has long ...
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“James White” Is A Revelation
James White opens on an extreme close-up of the titular character (Christopher Abbott), sweaty-faced and dazed-eyed, earphones in, vaguely moving about to music, back-lit by neon smears. He emerges from a bar into broad daylight, gets into a cab, takes a coupl...
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“The Wonders” Accomplishes the Impossible
The good people at The Match Factory are building quite the film catalogue. Even if we were only to look at a small cross-section of recent festival acquisitions, their roster is pretty jaw-dropping with titles such as Andrew Haigh's 45 Years, Miguel Gomes' Ar...
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“Sleeping With Other People” Is Thoroughly Enjoyable
Sleeping with Other People, writer-director Lesyle Headland's follow-up to Bachelorette (2012), saws off the more robustly salty bits of her first film in favor of a safe-in-the-arms-of-formula romantic comedy starring Alison Brie and Jason Sudeikis as Lainey ...
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“Burying the Ex”
Relationships are hard, especially when one partner is undead and wants to kill the other so that they’ll be together—forever. Burying the Ex is closer to Gremlins (1984) than The Howling (1981) when it comes to the Joe Dante scale of horror. In fact, other th...
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“The Wolfpack”
The Wolfpack, Crystal Moselle's debut documentary film, opens with a shot of the New York City skyline at twilight as seen through a fence. Considering the subject of the film, the mostly shut-in Angulo family, this image grows heavy with significance as their...
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“Like Sunday, Like Rain”
The experience of watching Like Sunday, Like Rain is akin to exhaling slowly for nearly an hour and forty-five minutes--the type of minor melancholy emission that lacks any real conviction or effort and disappears, having left no imprint. Reggie (Julian Shatki...
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