An ironic pink heart dots the 'i' in troubled-teen tale "The Violators" — perhaps the sole playful touch in this stern, striking debut from British novelist-turned-helmer Helen Walsh.
Poetry is less the medium of love than a muddler thereof in "Black Mountain Poets," a delightfully shaggy mistaken-identity comedy from dampest Wales that finds romance and sisterhood in a very…
Family history and popular history — with the differing yarns each can spin — collide and collaborate to intriguing effect in "The Lost Aviator," a bright, entertaining account of a scandal from the…
Sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll are kept mostly offscreen in "Len and Company," a semi-comic portrait of a music-biz burnout that concerns itself less with glittery debauchery than its mopey aftermath.
The title may be "The Legend of Barney Thomson," but it's the protagonist's near-namesake, Emma Thompson, who earns all the glory in Scottish star Robert Carlyle's amiably uneven directorial debut.
No unfamiliar ground is trodden in "King Jack," a summer-haze study of adolescent anomie punctuated with blunt bouts of violence, but Felix Thompson's debut feature covers it with an assured stride…
"Everybody's very, very nervous," runs the most memorable lyrical refrain in "London Road," and one imagines the filmmakers found themselves singing it often.
One has to feel for Rosamund Pike: No actor deserves to have their Oscar-nominated breakout role tailed by the likes of "Return to Sender," a queasy but strangely gutless exploitation pic that plays…
Profound reserves of feeling don't translate to deep audience impact in "Our House (O Ka)," a microcosmic documentary examination of Malian social injustice that reps a noble disappointment from…
When a certain school of social realism is dutifully imitated, what degree of authenticity remains? That's a question prompted by Laurent Lariviere's diverting but derivative debut feature.
Given the number of films in competition (19), the correspondingly infinite number of possible award/talent configurations, and the sheer impossibility of guessing at the individual and collective…