New York City is the home of many film festivals. Most don't highlight the lives of working people, although some have working people as characters.
The atavistic impulse to "get away from it all" and "return to nature" has been a literary theme since Robinson Crusoe and the Swiss Family Robinson cast away on desert islands.
Almost 50 years later, the prescient Godard's sci fi classic takes on a whole new dimension as a parable of the NSA national security surveillance state.
Though perhaps arbitrarily unique among its peers, "The Quiet Ones" will likely still get lumped in with the other PG-13 contemporaries and forgotten soon enough.
Jesus may have had a Last Supper but Cesar Chavez had a Final Fast.
"Some people think music drops from heaven. But it doesn't. It takes talented union musicians to make music."
I was eager to see "The Grand Budapest Hotel" because its creator has done such fine whimsical works before. Both of them raised whimsy to an art form, and so does this latest work.
Weaved throughout the storyline are critiques of NSA surveillance and data-mining, the assassination of U.S. citizens without due process, and drone strikes.
The film focuses on Rumsfeld's return to that post of defense secretary during George W. Bush's disastrous presidency at the behest of his longtime crony, Dick Cheney.
In Dennis Broe's "Film Noir, American Workers and Postwar Hollywood," there is an attempt to categorize the film noir movies of different time periods.