Surprise: I didn’t like a Jeff Nichols movie. I know the score on my review of Loving, published, as usual, over at Paste Magazine, is low, but I actually appreciate it significantly more than Midnight Special, which is the most boring and bland movie of 2016 whose supporters refuse to accept that it is boring and bland. Loving‘s … Continue reading
I’ve not yet stumbled upon a review of Moonlight that has found a way to associate the film’s message with the central philosophies of the Black Lives Matter movement, mostly because that movement is not germane to the film’s messages and because, I suspect, any white author writing about Barry Jenkins’ extraordinary second feature is smart … Continue reading
A Constant Visual Feast 