A tiny boxing movie about a bunch of weirdos that became a massive cultural smash. I like some parts.
A portrait of a coal mining community in 1970s Kentucky, where the company is king but the locals risk life and limb to unionize, as did the filmmakers to tell their story.
Scorsese’s portrait of the classic lone wolf white male remains highly acclaimed, but I wonder if it hasn’t done more harm than good.
Two paranoid journalists do the leg work that ended up bringing down a president. Never has watching guys slowly dial rotary phones been so compelling.