The first hour of Erik Matti's Honor Thy Father (★★★★) is so good, so steeped in its time and place, that one can't help but feel a little disappointed that it's second half becomes a fairly conventional heist genre film.
These days when I watch a new Christian movie, my first question is usually: who is the intended audience?
Our Little Sister (★★★★★) is a special film, one that I will return to before the year is over and treasure the memory of as years go by and festivals blur one into another. It is a masterpiece from one of cinema's quiet giants.
A documentary about film preservation in Afghanistan challenges us with the question of what's worth living for and what's worth risking our lives for.
It should not have been that hard, I think, to make a fully satisfying film version of Andy Weir's The Martian.
Our Last Tango would be worth watching, if only for the dance sequences.
Demolition is not likely to be anyone's favorite film from TIFF 2015. Or, at least, I am confident it won't be mine.
The Man Who Saved the World begins with an epigraph from Mark 8:36: “For what shall it profit a man if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul.”
Adrenaline (★★½) was pretty much the sort of movie I was thinking of last year when I wrote the mini-essay, “Are Christian Films Judged By a Double Standard?” If you… Continue reading "Adrenaline (Simpkins, 2015)"
The series does tend to lean a little heavily on the contrast between individual faith (good) and institutional structures (bad, bad, bad).
