With a gradual build and little to nothing in the way of sudden movements, Kelly Reichardt has quietly announced herself as one of the best filmmakers living today.
STOP PRESS: Michelle Williams is fabulous in My Week with Marilyn. As she is is literally everything else she’s ever made, ever. By rights, you should know her blood type and preferred cut of underwear by now – and if you don’t, then why are you lingering here and not ploughing straight into this Cheat Sheet? Go! Go!
Oh my shit, it’s April! And it’s brought along not only Fools’ Days, sweet spring showers and the prospect of some chinless wonder marrying a Sloane, but also a batch of fresh and steaming new films – some promising, others less so. Stick around as we sift through this month’s cinematic offerings week by week and separate the fresh fish (FRESH FISH, Glen Coco!) from the distinctly murky tuna salad…
From Wendy and Lucy director Kelly Reichardt comes a stripped down, neorealist anti-Western with plans to change our fundamentally childish conceptions of the gun-totin’, Injun-lynchin’ Old West. I miss my comfy stereotypes.