This past award season saw “Boyhood” star Ethan Hawke talking about universal human concerns in press appearances that — as he liked to joke — had him “playing Richard Linklater."
The coming-of-age movie is a genre as common as movie-theater popcorn. But there have always been some important qualifiers.
Of the many angles to Andrew Jarecki’s “The Jinx” that have been remarked upon over the past few days, one that’s slipped by relatively unnoticed is the format--specifically, the serialized one.
If Jon Stewart is looking for something to do after he leaves his Comedy Central show, maybe he can learn how to be a gangster. To be a gangster, after all, is to own the world.
With its shocking killings, stylized reenactments and real-world consequences, "The Jinx: The Life and Deaths of Robert Durst" comes in a long line of true-crime documentaries that began more than a quarter-century ago with Errol Morris' "The Thin Blue Line."
It’s a different experience watching a movie with a hard-core, in-the-demo fan, especially if the movie is a young-adult property aimed at another gender and generation than you happen to be. If you've ever tried it, you were probably amused.
On a weekend when "Cinderella" and its old-fashioned storytelling captured the box office, a different tale, about eccentric real estate scion Robert Durst, dominated our consciousness.
A sock-clad Method Man padded into the hallway of his Staten Island home. On the stove in the kitchen an inviting dish sat cooling. Floral arrangements filled the dining room table. The local news played unobtrusively in the background.