Articles by Sarah D. Bunting
Beautiful Darling has a sweet nostalgic sadness to it, like its subject, the former James Slattery who became a Warhol-Factory "Superstar."
"No, not that one, Nana; the other one, with Sherlock."
I would tell you that we've now reached the point in 31 Films In 31 Days when we pick our movies based on how short they are…
There is a movie I watched, probably in the late '80s/early '90s. It was probably a made-for-TV movie, because I can't find it hard as I Google, but it's really stuck with me because it's …
Most contemporary reviews of Croupier point to Clive Owen as the best — almost the only — thing about it, and he's marvelous, but I disagree.
When a Wes Anderson movie is good, I don't tend to have a whole lot to say about it.
I wanted to like August, Osage County more than I did — and I did like it fairly well, considering — because of Tracy Letts.
Selma is at its finest in the quietest moments, quiet enough to hear the hearts breaking.
A friend of mine once said that you don't get over a death, the space it leaves. "It doesn't go away; you just learn to decorate around it."
Scott Speedman is made for horror heroism, isn't he?