(Belated by embargo) The centerpiece film of SF Indiefest 2021 is a vibrant poetic love letter to the City of Angels.
The now-virtual festival closes on a down note with a “rednexsploitation” tale starring Sean Penn’s son.
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.
This fascinating hour-long documentary highlights the art (and necessity) of being an independent Black mortician in an increasingly gentrified world.
The 23rd annual SF Indiefest opens with a quiet fantasy drama about the line between innovation and loss of humanity.
A Christmas screen-hop features Black Power, White romance, and Sci-Fi. Guess which one I loved?
Barry Jenkins uses James Baldwin’s classic novel to create one of the best films of 2018.
The acclaimed indie film – about a Jewish woman’s affair in the Summer of ’69 – becomes a rather lackluster musical at the ACT.