Unpleasant, slow, and oddly self-important, this boundary-pushing psychosexual thriller is just too nasty to care much about at all.
Unpleasant, slow, and oddly self-important, this boundary-pushing psychosexual thriller is just too nasty to care much about at all.
The film allows meaning to emerge through quiet observations and everyday interactions between a father, his sons, and the world.
A coming-of-age film that knows exactly what it’s going for, even if it doesn’t do anything wildly new with the formula.
The type of documentary that mistakes sheer volume of information for insight, this one feels like an overlong lecture.
Personal and politically resonant, the film highlights the danger of inherited prejudice from the point of view of a child.
An indie road trip movie that’s not particularly revolutionary, but just a genuinely nice story that meets its modest ambitions.