Everyone involved in this should be ashamed. EVERYONE.
The now-virtual festival closes on a down note with a “rednexsploitation” tale starring Sean Penn’s son.
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.
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.