Bullitt (1968)

Yet another attempt to bring the classic novel to the silver screen, but without paying much attention to anything in it beyond the plot.

Fred Barnes, writing in The Weekly Standard, tells us that he doesn’t go to the movies anymore, partly because he has got out of the habit and partly because they start too late or too early but mainly because of the left-wing bias of most of the thrillers. “In most thrillers it’s some conspiratorial right-wing…

A charming combination of prison flick and musical comedy is the best thing on offer this week.

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Hélas! The good-humored detachment and optimism that François Truffaut brought to the French cinema seems to have died with him. Barring the rare exception, like last year’s Un Air de Famille by Cédric Klappisch, each new French film that manages to get itself released in this country seems to try to outdo the last in…

A film about monks whose own stillness and spaciousness reflects the immensities they spend their lives contemplating