Every single damn time I talk about Dean, Demetri Martin’s directorial debut, I check and double check and quadra-check my work to make sure I do not accidentally refer to him as “Dean Martin.” That’s not a nice thing to do, Demetri Martin. It’s not a nice thing to do at all. Anyways: Dean is out in … Continue reading
Hey! It’s May(‘s Criterion round-up for Paste Magazine)! An Ozu movie written around fart jokes is an Ozu movie well in my wheelhouse, but I did not write about Good Morning; instead I wrote about Jeanne Dielman, 23 quai du Commerce, 1080 Bruxelle, Chantal Akerman’s landmark arthouse film, a three hour opus about a single mom as she … Continue reading
A Constant Visual Feast 