Dear Readers,
Jack Nicholson plays one of the most complex and unsolvable screen characters.
A picture that uses genre like a trap to ensnare the viewer in an experience of self-exploration.
One of the most intricately detailed and affectionately realized worlds ever created for a high-concept comedy.
The film is not merely the first of a kind but a true original, occasionally imitated but never matched.
A feminist landmark and a powerful study of transformation and identity.
It epitomizes how Bresson used action to achieve spiritual deliverance in his films.
Haneke reminds us that the purest love means knowing when to let go.
Powell and Pressburger search for a place between the extremes of chastity and pruriency.
No other Hitchcock film amasses a series of otherwise unconnected ideas and ties them together so creatively.
