Maybe with Creed II, a black actor will get the Oscar nod instead of the one white guy.
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Posted inBooks, Essays & Criticism, History, Nonfiction, Story
After World War I, Horror Movies Were Invaded By an Army of Reanimated Corpses
Were early horror films, with their long, angry processions of the undead, repeating the mass trauma of the First World War, or foreshadowing the coming of the Second?
Posted inArts & Culture, Essays & Criticism, Highlight, Quotes
‘Do you like scary movies?’
We voluntarily watch horror movies, despite the very real fight-or-flight physical reactions they provoke. Why?
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Filmmaker Barry Jenkins’ Adaptation of James Baldwin’s “If Beale Street Could Talk”
“I think when I found film,” he said, “I found a way — I still hide a bit — but a way to not hide as much. I felt like I could put these things into the work because it’s the movie. It’s not me.”
Posted inArts & Culture, Profiles & Interviews, Story
Shooting For Truth
Adam Skolnick visits director Chris Weitz on the set of his new film, Operation Finale.
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Defeating the Celluloid Axis
The invisible language of film permeates Christian Kracht’s “The Dead,” prose that is neutral and shot through with so much darkness, you occasionally can’t find the light.
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Nicole Holofcener’s Human Comedies
A profile of filmmaker Nicole Holofcener, whose movies — from her 1996 debut, “Walking and Talking,” to the as yet to be released “Land of Steady Habits” — are informed to varying degrees by her own experiences.
Posted inArts & Culture, Reading List
Great Reviews Of Movies I Have Never Seen: A Reading List
Sometimes, the review is better than the film it reviews.
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When the Movies Went West
Scorned by stage actors and mocked by the theater-going upper classes, filmmakers nevertheless developed a bold new art form — but they needed better weather.
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A Remarkable Child
My friend Sam went back to Brooklyn and his gang of peculiar white buddies watching their endless Stanley Kubrick film festival. I shall not see him again.