Call Me by Your Name is the latest in a long line of same-sex romances to have its queer characters diminished as empty vessels, yet this couldn’t be further from the truth. This essay is featured in the ebook Call Me by Your Name: A Special Issue which is available for purchase here.
Review: Neruda — Bard on the run
Pablo Larraín’s dizzying chase film, Neruda, chronicles the poet’s year in hiding and the fictional detective on his tail.
Arabian Nights is an intoxicating, maddening mosaic of recession-era Portugal
Arabian Nights is the blind men’s elephant: miniseries and short story cycle, documentary and fantasy, proletarian and prohibitive. It’s an enormous six-hour movie split into three volumes, made up mostly of separate smaller stories.