Screen Rats

A t some point or another, while scrolling through YouTube, it’s likely you’ll come across a new trailer for an upcoming film that you’re desperate to watch. Backed by…

I t’s a truth universally acknowledged that the least gay sport is ice hockey and the least gay ‘gay’ movie is Kevin Smith’s loved and hated 1997 indie rom-com Chasing…

T hrough my limited exploration of the Iranian New Wave, I’ve found a genuineness comparable to poetry. I often write my own poems, and I find that these come from the…

T here is a second Massachusetts, nestled in the woods a couple of hours inland from the Ivy League and the sand-and-gravel dirtbags so often entrusted to carry the st…

A cursory scan of this fall’s film festival lineups would suggest that the ongoing immigration crisis has, rightly, claimed a controlling share in European outrage. …

A s Michael Bay spreads his name across a low-angle shot of a cross being engulfed in flame, it’s clear he knows his place in sacrilegious cinema. Bad Boys II (2003) i…

N aked in the steam-filled darkness of the sauna, a group of women unlock unsettling memories and reveal their innermost thoughts. They remember their unfathomable mot…

2 023 has gifted us with two great films about the slippery morality behind a form of violent political activism that skirts the bounds of terrorism. The first was Dan…

R aven Jackson wants you to feel everything. Her feature debut All Dirt Roads Taste of Salt begins with a close-up of a child’s hand touching the scales of a fish, the…

T he tired Tarantino ur-myth of the working class, self-starting hipster cinephile has suffused modern film culture to the point where the director is now seen as the …

“I tried to make it small,” says director Matt Johnson of BlackBerry, his new tech drama that somehow manages to make the epic rise and equally epic fall of its epony…