From the beginning, Mann’s “Ferrari” doesn’t hold any water. Though it tries to, the film can’t tear down the image of a man because it hardly built it up in the first place –– beyond a symbol of adoration and spectacle. The film’s classical composition and artisan facade just embellish the boring emptiness within it –– “Ferrari” is an impersonal failure at a detailed portrait.
The Independent Film Festival Boston Fall Focus is back for its fifth year and is showing nine independent films at the Brattle Theater in Harvard Square from Nov. 1 to 3.
For years, the sci-fi genre has both suffered and succeeded in the hands of exorbitant directors, releasing films riddled with increasingly convoluted plots and glaring lens flares (sorry, J.J. Abrams)....
Noah Baumbach’s latest film, “While We’re Young,” opens with a silent epigraph from 19th century Norwegian playwright Henrik Ibsen’s “The Master Builder”: “I’ve become so disturbed...
Inside Llewyn Davis will not cause anyone any mental distress. It won’t blow anyone away or garner a standing ovation in the theater. It’s just not that kind of movie. However, its characters, themes...
