Who else but HBO would have the audacity to commission a five-part, nearly-six-hour version of James M. Cain's period melodrama?
A hallucinatory thriller anchored by a deeply resonant sense of unease.
As the theatrical market for specialty cinema has shrunk and foreign presales have declined, indie producers have had to look elsewhere for revenue.
Pic resembles a film a precocious grad student in musicology might make about a creative hero.
I'm death warmed over. You're death warming up," a dying AIDS patient advises a Stage 4 cancer victim in "I'm Losing You," and the exchange sums up the excessive morbidity that consumes the piece…