By Sara Bright So, another Luca Guadagnino film is out. After the Hunt. And you know what that means. Beautiful people in beautiful places having a…
By Maria Bregman, writer, film and literary critic By the time I reached the Royal Festival Hall, London had already come alive. The Southbank wore…
By Sara Bright So, Aimee Lou Wood has a new show out. Film Club. BBC Three. The premise is one of those things that sounds lovely…
By Sara Bright So, the October film lists are out. The usual glossy round-ups of what we’re supposed to be watching. And you look at…
There is a moment in Olivier Dahan’s La Vie en Rose (2007) when Marion Cotillard, as the aged Edith Piaf, sits hunched in a chair…
By Maria Bregman For decades, the currency of a film festival has been the rectangle. The shape of the screen, the dimensions of the poster,…
By Maria Bregman Every October, the machinery of the BFI London Film Festival whirs into life. There are the gala screenings, the red carpets, the…
By Sara Bright There is a change in the air as October settles in. The days shorten, the light thins, and our attention naturally turns…
By Sara Bright There are evenings when the weight of the world demands a specific kind of antidote. Not high art, not challenging drama, but…
By Sara Bright There is a particular kind of digital artifact that speaks volumes about the current state of a celebrity’s career. It’s the eleven-fingered…