I’m either the best or the worst person to review the latest adaptation of Little Women. I’ve not seen any of the previous seven adaptations of Louisa May Alcott’s coming-of-age family saga — not even the George Cukor; heresy, I know — nor have I read the book. Which is to say that you won’t find any gripes regarding the latest iteration’s fealty to the source, or, … [Read more...]
Amid sadism of ‘Wiener-Dog,’ Solondz finds meaning in mortality
Greta Gerwig and the pooch in Wiener-Dog. (Photo by Linda Callerus) Wiener-Dog may be Todd Solondz’s most Solondzian movie ever, and there is no image more Solondzian than his tracking shot of a seemingly endless train of dog diarrhea on a city street, scored to Debussy’s Clair de Lune. It’s simultaneously elegant and nasty, beautiful and repulsive, the cheekily contrapuntal … [Read more...]