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Film Culture
.jpg) Holy spirit: Pavel Lungin’s The Island
The Russian-Jewish filmmaker Pavel Lungin made his reputation as a post-Soviet Scorsese.
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Bravo Rivo!: Plus Flickipedia
September 30 was a delicious day for this secular Jew
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) The Ingmar imbroglio: Plus the Manhattan Short Film Fest
There hasn’t been such a stir among film critics for years.
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Open city: The 2007 Toronto Film Festival
In the pioneering early-’80s days of the Toronto Film Festival, the audience actually rose before movie showings for a canned recording of “God Save the Queen.”
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Yankee know-how: Telluride’s new American wave?
Back from the Telluride Film Festival in Colorado, I proclaim a renaissance of American cinema.
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Midnight paparazzo?: Delirious over Delirious; plus underground
Midnight Cowboy, that Oscar-winning classic of subterranean New York City, gets the homage it deserves with the wry, amusing Delirious.
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Critical lapses: When the reviewer becomes the reviewee
Am I the only film critic with this vainglorious dream?
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Taking sides: The Devil Came on Horseback; La faute à Fidel
Have you been remiss in taking a stand on the killing war in Darfur because the situation there seems too complex to understand?
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Kid stuff: An idyllic Summercamp!, a brutal This Is England
The three-week getaway at Swift Nature Camp is definitely idyllic.
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Soleil brothers: Plus, Timeloses face and the Tribune loses a critic
Wasn’t Jean-Bertrand Aristide the good-guy Haitian president, democratically elected and then unfairly driven into exile by right-wing thugs?
By: GERALD PEARY
 Auteur of Africa: Ousmane Sembene, 1924–2007; plus, Sound of the Soul
What I admired most about Ousmane Sembene was his courageous, lifetime commitment to women’s rights.
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Normandy calling: Bruno Dumont’s Flandres, plus Edward Yang
The last time I saw Paris, it certainly wasn’t in a film by Bruno Dumont.
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Lost auteur: Oscar Micheaux, plus El método
There’s no business like Micheaux business.
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Tour de force: Gypsy Caravan, You Kill Me
Two movies push at each other within Jasmine Dellal’s Gyspy Caravan, which opens this Friday, July 6, at the Kendall Square.
By: GERALD PEARY
 Franken-Guy!: Brand upon the Brain!, plus Bellocchio
Why not the Hub?
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) China not so fair: Plus Judith Scott and Vietnam
Feeling self-righteous about having recycled your dinosaur computer?
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Well hung: Mala Noche and Pierrepoint: The Last Hangman
Gus Van Sant’s arresting first feature, the 1985 Mala Noche, was a raw, libidinous tale of homosexual desire.
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Stage craft: The magic in ShowBusiness and Casting About
If your escape to New York must include a tune-filled stage show, then the documentary of your dreams is ShowBusiness: The Road to Broadway.
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Hopper speaks: Plus the original Rin Tin Tin
I recall meeting an artist who hung with Edward Hopper during the summers he spent on the Lower Cape.
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Jaglom dreams on: And psychiatry gets The Treatment
For his shaky, pretentious first film, A Safe Place, Henry Jaglom conned Orson Welles into playing a magician.
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Golden anniversary: The SF Film Fest turns 50
Happy 50th anniversary to the San Francisco Film Festival.
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Road rules: Andrea Arnold takes on Lars von Trier
Dogme is out, done for, as are Lars von Trier’s sly strictures on making Dogme films: only natural lighting, the actors must wear their real clothes, etc.
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Sick puppy: Sleeping Dogs Lie and Boy Culture
Comedian Bobcat Goldthwait’s audacious premise for his 2006 feature Sleeping Dogs Lie did him in.
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Political Movement: And who will dig Diggers?
Jeff Silva and Alla Kovgan are the curators of the long-going Balagan Film Series at the Coolidge Corner, and also estimable cinéastes in their own right.
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Rock-star moves: Air Guitar Nation at the Brattle
Hey, you American Idol drudges, exit your cave for a contest just as colossally dumb but a gazillion times zanier: Alexandra Lipsitz’s documentary Air Guitar Nation.
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Tiger balm: And Kazuo Hara at the HFA
Here’s a sunny movie-world tale.
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Perversion, introversion: Slavoj Zizek at Harvard, Bergman on Fårö
Slavoj Zizek, the fuzzy-bearded Slovenian philosopher, seems a fun guy.
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Pit bulls: And the Brattle’s WW2 flicks
They’re called “festival films,” movies that resonate with the serious, eager-minded who attend fests but have little chance in the Darwinian world of theatrical release.
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Michael and me: Moore’s the pity at SxSW
Arriving in Austin for the South by Southwest Film Festival, Mr. Film Culture was one swell-chested dude.
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) For kids of all ages: Ty Burr, plus Jean-Claude Brisseau
In this spineless age of ours, what more rueful sight than a child maneuvering his/her cowed parents to some insulting CGI movie?
By: GERALD PEARY
.jpg) Learning experience: The predictable curve of Starter for Ten and Islander
“You’re not going to turn into a wanker?” It’s 1985, and homie Spencer is worried that his pal Brian is going to put on airs when off at university.
By: GERALD PEARY
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