I bring back my job-hunting column to report on recent frustrations and one wonderful bit of feedback.
The now-virtual festival closes on a down note with a “rednexsploitation” tale starring Sean Penn’s son.
Quiet character work and stunning cinematography make a fine, small drama from Japan.
Grindhouse flick with four chicks whose arms are chopped off for gladiatorial weapons. What else is there to say?
An intimate story about a changing San Francisco makes for one of the best films of the still-young year of 2021.
Jennifer Sharp’s Hollywood satire is two interesting films that make up a single uneven film.
Grace Horvat’s ultra-violent feminist-revenge satire of Hollywood deserves all the buzz it’s generating.
SF Ballet’s second show of their digital season is a hit-and-miss collection of two classics and one new short film.
The gripping true story of Fred Hampton’s final days gets a dull adaptation that does the story no justice.
This fascinating hour-long documentary highlights the art (and necessity) of being an independent Black mortician in an increasingly gentrified world.