The Evolving Cinema of Alice Maio Mackay
Alice Maio Mackay is the kind of filmmaker who seems incapable of sitting still. At only 22, and already with seven features under her belt, she has built a filmography that feels remarkably expansive…
Codie Allen
Montreal, My Beautiful: It’s Never Too Late to Find Yourself
Montreal, My Beautiful is a quiet, deeply tender film about the parts of ourselves that can disappear beneath the weight of responsibility, and the extraordinary feeling of discovering that they were…
Forbidden Fruits: Glitter, Witchcraft, and Total Girl Gang Energy
Forbidden Fruits feels like someone took the DNA of Mean Girls, filtered it through a Free People catalogue, added a heavy dose of witchcraft, and then let it spiral into full-on slasher chaos. It’s s…
Paloma Schneideman's Big Girls Don’t Cry is a Quiet Portrait of Queer Girlhood
Middle school exists in a strange in-between world. You are no longer a child, but adulthood is still miles away. Everything feels heightened: friendships, embarrassment, curiosity, desire. Your body…
The Bride! is a Feral, Reckless Beauty, and a Story Reclaimed
This is going to be a two-part essay. The first part is me exploring my lifelong connection to The Bride of Frankenstein—where she comes from, why she has lingered in my imagination for decades, and h…
Dreams is a Hollow Tale of Wealth and Desire
Dreams is a film that looks stunning but feels utterly lifeless. Michel Franco clearly knows how to capture beauty—especially in ballet—but all the visual polish in the world can’t make up for a story…
A Family Shows the Quiet Storm of Growing Up in the Shadows of Divorce
There’s a strange kind of quiet ache that lingers after watching A Family. Mees Peijnenburg’s film doesn’t rush toward drama or sensationalism—it doesn’t need to. Instead, it sits gently in the rooms,…
The Moment is a Glittery Goodbye to an Era
I’ve been a Charli xcx fan for so long that it almost feels like she’s just always been there in the background of my life, like a neon sign flickering in the distance. I remember the Myspace days, wh…
Tender, Fearless, Unforgettable: Ivona Juka’s Beautiful Evening, Beautiful Day
Ivona Juka’s Beautiful Evening, Beautiful Day is a film that creeps into your chest quietly and lingers there. It’s not loud or flashy; it doesn’t punch you in the face with grand gestures. Instead, i…
The Golden Spurtle Serves Up Warmth, Whimsy, and a Dash of Australia
There’s something quietly magical about a documentary that doesn’t try to dazzle you, but instead invites you in like a warm bowl of something familiar. The Golden Spurtle isn’t loud, flashy, or world…
Ron Howard's Eden shows that paradise was never real
There’s something irresistible about the idea of running away from it all, isn’t there? The fantasy of leaving behind the noise, the politics, the mess of modern life, and finding some untouched corne…
Queer Screen Review: Lucky, Apartment and the fear of being unseen
South Korean documentarian Kangyu Garam makes her feature-length debut with Lucky, Apartment, a film that feels both intimate and unsettling in the way it threads the ordinary with the unbearable. At…