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Review: I Am Love

Italian cinema has come a long way from Marco Bellocchio’s Devil in the Flesh .
Sumptuous, overheated, and ridiculous
By PETER KEOUGH  |  April 23, 2010

Review: Life During Wartime

You can’t get enough Happiness — or so Todd Solondz must have thought when he spun off this sour sequel to his 1998 misanthropic ode to suburban perversion.
Solondz's return to Happiness is — surprise! — really depressing
By PETER KEOUGH  |  April 23, 2010

Review: Taqwacore: The Birth Of Punk Islam

At first, Taqwacore seems like a gratuitous yet sympathetic social prognosis served up by a righteous gang of Muslim punks.
Follows the Kominas (and other) from Boston to Austin to Pakistan
By CHRIS FARAONE  |  April 23, 2010

Review: Marwencol

It takes a village to save a mind.
The resistance of memory
By PETER KEOUGH  |  April 23, 2010

Review: Cairo Time

Patricia Clarkson projects great warmth as Juliette, a Canadian journalist who travels to Cairo to join her husband, a UN aid worker stationed in Egypt, for a scenic holiday among the Pyramids.
Gaza Strip tease
By BRETT MICHEL  |  April 23, 2010

Review: Cracks

In her debut feature, Jordan Scott (daughter of Ridley) has conjured a lovely oddity combining elements of The Prime of Miss Brodie, The Children’s Hour, If, The Belles of St. Trinian’s, and even a bit of Lord of the Flies.
Bond girl breaks bad
By PETER KEOUGH  |  April 23, 2010


Review: Strange Powers: Stephin Merritt and the Magnetic Fields

Stephin Merritt, the inscrutable and reluctant frontman of Magnetic Fields, is short, gay, and owns a chihuahua. Otherwise, details are scarce.
Slim portrait of a mysterious, monosyllabic man
By CARLY CARIOLI  |  April 23, 2010

Review: Saturday Night

Actor James Franco’s debut feature, a behind-the-scenes look at the December 6, 2008, episode of Saturday Night Live , is kind of like Jean-Luc Godard’s Sympathy for the Devil with less music and more fart jokes.
Franco's debut documentary possibly better than an actual episode of Saturday Night Live
By PETER KEOUGH  |  April 23, 2010
IFFB review: "Soul Kitchen"

IFFB review: "Soul Kitchen"

  The Independent Film Festival of Boston started yesterday, and it's stuffed with so much fine viewing that reviews overflow into this blog space. Here's...
By Peter Keough  |  April 22, 2010

Review: The Freebie

As can be seen in the opening bliss montage, these two almost disgustingly in love with each other: they hug, kiss, tickle toes, do crossword puzzles — everything, it seems, except have sex.
R eveals lifetimes of intimacy
By PETER KEOUGH  |  April 16, 2010

Review: Family Affair

You will never, ever, ever complain about your family again after watching the first 15 minutes of Family Affair
 Loaded with repulsive bombshells
By CHRIS FARAONE  |  April 16, 2010


Review: Harmony And Me

This bagatelle from Bob Byington is Greenberg lite.
Softcore mumblecore
By PETER KEOUGH  |  April 16, 2010

Review: Jean-Michel Basquiat: The Radiant Child

There’s little doubt that Jean-Michel Basquiat’s brief whirlwind of an existence is his best-known masterpiece.
A deep reach into Basquiat's eclectic repertoire
By CHRIS FARAONE  |  April 16, 2010

Review: Joan Rivers: A Piece Of Work

Opening with capillaried close-ups of its subject’s bare face, Ricki Stern & Anne Sundberg’s competent “year-in-the-life” documentary hints at an unmasking.
Exposes the panic beneath all that pancake
By ALICIA POTTER  |  April 16, 2010

Review: Secrets Of The Tribe

The tribe of the title, as José Padilha’s deft and outrageous documentary makes clear, are not the Stone Age Yanomami people of the Amazon but the anthropologists themselves.
 Their secrets are indeed disturbing
By PETER KEOUGH  |  April 16, 2010

Review: Winter’s Bone

Noir may be the MSG of genres — a little pinch makes almost any film tastier — but does it work for Ozark gothic drama?
Deft cast makes Sundance Grand Jury Prize winner shine
By SHAULA CLARK  |  April 16, 2010


Review: Perrier’s Bounty

Irish gangsters, at least in the movies, like to talk.
Mayhem with an aura of Celtic winsomeness
By PETER KEOUGH  |  April 16, 2010

Review: The Parking Lot Movie

Everything you need to know can be learned in the Charlottesville Corner Parking Lot.
Park it for the tortured-hipster market
By CHRIS FARAONE  |  April 16, 2010

Review: On The Other Side Of Life

It’s a long way from sheep in Montana to troubled teens in a Cape Town slum, but what links this debut documentary from Stefanie Brockhaus and Andy Wolff with the masterful Sweetgrass is a faith in cinema’s ability to reflect reality — not to mention a r
Slum doc takes an understated approach
By PETER KEOUGH  |  April 16, 2010

Review: Life 2.0

Jason Spingarn-Koff’s unsettling film explores the online game Second Life, in which players create avatars to live in a virtual world.
A disturbing deconstruction of 21st-century culture
By PETER KEOUGH  |  April 16, 2010

Review: Do It Again

As his 40th birthday looms, Boston Globe writer Geoff Edgers is on a mission to reunite the Kinks — a band who spat out a string of hits (“You Really Got Me,” “Lola”) and endured for decades, only to collapse from the sibling rivalry between founders R
A kinky reunion
By SHAULA CLARK  |  April 16, 2010


Review: Dirty Pictures

At one point, Dirty Pictures transports us to Burning Man, where we watch a pack of free spirits cruising around the desert in flame-spewing tentacle-mobiles. Which is exactly the kind of blissy neon bacchanalia that springs to mind when we think of
Subversive chemistry
By SHAULA CLARK  |  April 16, 2010

Review: Bananas!

The banana as we know it is quickly marching toward extinction, thanks to inbreeding at the hands of big agribusiness. But don’t worry — after watching this documentary from Swedish filmmaker Fredrik Gertten, you’ll never want to eat a banana again. Bana
You'll never want to eat a banana again
By SHAULA CLARK  |  April 16, 2010