Andrew Wyatt is a St. Louis-based writer on film art. He is the film critic for Look/Listen at St. Louis Magazine, and a member of the Online Film Critics Society and St. Louis Film Critics Associatio
Llewyn Davis is a perennial loser. The threadbare folk singer who trudges
through the slushy streets of the Coen Brothers’ latest cinematic triumph is
accustomed to failure. In the bitterly cold New York
Twenty-first century horror cinema has been dispiritingly timid (and even
retrograde) when it comes to matters of gender. A few welcome and eccentric
features have tackled feminist concerns head-on, among them Ginger Snaps,
Indian director Mira Nair’s new feature, The Reluctant Fundamentalist, is a
poignant and vivid tale about what can occur when the process of American
enculturation goes sour. There is, of course, no
Romanian writer-director Christian Mungiu’s superb new feature, Beyond the Hills
, is an astonishingly sneaky work of religious and cultural criticism, nearly as
duplicitous as Old Pitch himself. Its potency relies to a