A big fun colorful 1950s musical that actually, for once, bothers to have characters and arcs and things, and also Fred Astaire dance-fights a bunch of guys.
A story of the dynamics between the sexes in Belle Epoque France, highlighted by the spectacular visuals of director Max Ophuls.
A surprisingly tense thriller about two guys who pick up a hitch-hiker only to quickly discover he’s actually a serial killer, that is considered the only “classic” film noir directed by a woman.
A big romantic melodrama among army guys and ladies on Hawaii, with the impending doom of Pearl Harbor hanging over everything.
A (very) widescreen western about the consequences of violence, or something, which I would’ve enjoyed more if not for the super-whiny little kid.
Audrey Hepburn is a princess slumming it with Gregory Peck’s American reporter in this high-class 1950s version of the same movie that Netflix has made like ten times already.
At one time one of the lesser-known films of the great director Luis Buñuel, this melodrama about abuse and privilege now seems decades ahead of its time.
A highly-acclaimed, aggressively minimalist, story about the disconnect between Japanese parents and their adult children.