A landmark of “modernist” cinema, but don’t expect it to, y’know, have a story or make any attempt to explain anything.
One of the stereotypical European Art Films from Jean-Luc Godard, but if I’m honest its not the cinematography many viewers are going to remember.
An epic of Russian history that’s more interested in its central love dodecahedron than it is in Russian history, a fact that leaves me wondering what the point of it all is.
About three-quarters of my favorite movie all-time, but not quite. Still sort of elemental to where musicals have gone since then.
The cute dog movie that saved Disney animation is this weekend the inspiration for a sympathetic origin story about its villainous puppy murderer.
This extremely affable western about a couple of outlaws on the run feels like the direct ancestor of your average Marvel movie.
The first ever studio movie from a Black director tells the semi-autobiographical story of its director growing up in 1920s Kansas, and I was actually pretty impressed with it as a movie.
A movie set in the 1700s, released in the early 1960s, that still feels startlingly modern today. I absolutely loved it. Why did no one tell me this movie was so good? He said about the Oscar winner.
The earliest big international hit of the great Agnés Varda follows a female singer on a nearly-real-time journey through the Left Bank of Paris as she waits on the results of a cancer test, but it’s actually about a lot of other things.
I get why some people probably love this virtuoso exhibition of physical comedy by Peter Sellers, but not only is it super racist, I think it should be re-titled “Social Anxiety: The Movie.”