I bought my first vintage 8×10 photo at a used bookstore in Hackensack, New Jersey when I was 13 years old. It cost 25 cents, which was just what I could afford. I’ve continued buying stills ever since, carefully…
Okja is one of the strangest movies of this or any year in recent memory. You may have read about its high-profile debut at the Cannes Film Festival. I can’t imagine what audiences there made of this strange hybrid of…
If you follow my posts, you know that my family and I will be attending the Karlovy Vary International Film Festival in the Czech Republic for the next two weeks. That means I’m not in Los Angeles to screen…