Fitzcarraldo (Werner Herzog, 1982) – Werner Herzog isn’t just a filmmaker; he’s a living legend. He’s a man for whom making movies isn’t merely about creating a remarkable end product; it’s about creating an adventure for himself and his crew. The man is possibly psychotic in his desire to push his productions to the limits […]
Slapdash even by the somewhat low standards of franchise spin-offs, Penguins of Madagascar still manages enough belly laughs and chuckles for kids and adults to get the job done.
While time will only tell if Hayao Miyazaki’s latest film, the World War II era period piece The Wind Rises, will be the animation auteur’s final feature, if it turns out to be true he’s certainly ending his career on a high note.
In one of the most bizarre studio and ego driven productions to be released from a major studio this year, Jack Reacher manages to be too surreal to appeal to action fans and it’s too lunkheaded to appeal to proper cineastes. It’s simultaneously a better version of Alex Cross and a worse reimagining of MacGruber. It’s equally as awesome and awful as that sounds.
To celebrate TIFF’s ongoing Bangkok Dangerous: The Cinema Of Nicolas Cage series, Alan Jones has resurrected his retrospective of the actor’s work entitled The Nic Cage Project. In this edition, Jones takes a look at Werner Herzog’s hypnotizing genre exercise The Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans – playing tonight at the Lightbox.