You can’t see every movie — nor would you want to, because most are terrible — but some have little moments of transcendence that make everything worth it.
With an exhibit called “The Shoots,” the Tenderloin Museum acknowledges the effort to create Sephora Woldu’s Life Is Fare.
Because you can’t fuck, marry, or kill a movie, we made a slightly different game out of the three most notable cinematic releases for every week of the summer.
Our chief film critic ponders what it means to do the right thing in these turbulent times.
An occasionally dazzling but ultimately flat portrait of Vincent Van Gogh.
From Equestria to beyond, and back.
A preview of this summer’s movies in the style of “Fuck, Marry, Kill”
