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Film Comment Recommends: Spring Forward

By Steven Mears
August 30, 2021
Trailblazing: the recently departed Ned Beatty gives a tour de force of soul-stirring restraint in Tom Gilroy's 2000 drama

Review: Candyman

By Nicholas Russell
August 30, 2021
Say my name: Nia DaCosta’s reimagining of the ’90s horror classic takes itself too seriously to be much fun

Skipping Stones

By Jeff Reichert
August 30, 2021
At sea: Matías Piñeiro’s Isabella is a puzzle-like meditation on entering middle-age, admitting defeat, and beginning anew

Film Comment Recommends: Cryptozoo

By Mark Asch
August 23, 2021
Animal planet: Dash Shaw’s animated phantasmagoria draws from diverse influences in an attempt to renew a jaded audience’s capacity for awe and terror

Seeing Double: Déjà Vu & All Light, Everywhere

By Jessica Dunn Rovinelli
August 23, 2021
Lens flare: the filmmaker looks at two films that raise questions about how might we use cameras to bear witness to—and shape—a better future

Locarno 2021: CINEMA IS BACK

By Jessica Kiang
August 23, 2021
Beam me up: the 2021 selection was studded with striking titles, including Espíritu Sagrado, Holy Emy, and A Thousand Fires

Locarno 2021: Mass Appeal

By Jordan Cronk
August 23, 2021
Religious experience: three films point to a way forward for a Locarno that caters to both cinephiles and the masses

Interview: Tsai Ming-liang

By Devika Girish
August 16, 2021
Forking paths: the Taiwanese auteur discusses his latest, Days, a film that trembles with the simple pleasure and release of human touch

Film Comment Recommends: The French

By Clinton Krute
August 16, 2021
Faultlines: William Klein’s revealing portrait of the 1981 French Open is alternately sprawling and incisive

Film Comment Recommends: Memphis ’69

By Clinton Krute
August 16, 2021
Time was: this raw, no-frills concert documentary leaves a slightly bitter aftertaste, not entirely unlike the vague regret of a Sunday morning coming down