Movie screenings and events in NYC
It’s not too soon to start reviving Aussie Jennifer Kent’s supremely confident first feature, which already feels major. Inventive, recognizably real and scary as fuck, the film staked out a shadowy domestic terrain last dominated by Roman Polanski and Repulsion. Kent may have actually outdone him.
The critical tide is turning on this previously shunned Robert Altman bomb. That’s mainly because Paul Thomas Anderson revived one of Shelley Duvall’s strangled musical numbers (singing as Olive Oyl) for a lovely scene in Punch-Drunk Love. Give it a shot.
The mighty Kinji Fukasaku’s last completed film stars action icon Takeshi “Beat” Kitano in a grim, violent tale about sadistic class experiments designed to illustrate “survival of the fittest” to kids on a remote island. If that sounds a hell of a lot like The Hunger Games, know that it is but was conceived years earlier.
Or, as we like to call it, Three Men and a Shark. Yes, it’s the film that created the template for the modern Hollywood blockbuster. Pity that most of its successors suck so hard.
When it was released, Jennie Livingston’s investigation of the gay subculture that embraced voguing was a cultural bulletin and a landmark documentary. Today, it’s a bit of a museum piece but a fascinating and vibrant one, still essential (and now gorgeously restored). Give it up for the late, great Willi Ninja.
So estranged they can barely communicate, a married couple (Marcello Mastroianni and Jeanne Moreau) spend 24 painful hours together in Milan. There’s no more fashionably alienated movie in all of Italian cinema—which is saying something.