Tampopo is a movie with little to no cultural barrier.

Jeanne Dielman is not the prototypical French art film lampooned so often in Western pop culture. It’s simple while exploring deep, complicated feelings far beneath the surface.

I Am Not Your Negro manages to be as intellectually stimulating as it is emotionally impactful, which is a remarkable feat.

Heat is one of those movies about which one could accurately say, “The don’t make them like this anymore.”

Mia Hansen-Løve’s fifth film shows one supposedly set person coming to terms with a series of unexpected changes.

Broken Arrow was notable in its day for containing the most sympathetic and balanced depiction of Native Americans in a Hollywood film up to that point, standing in stark contrast to previous Westerns that portrayed them as savage barbarians or drunken comic relief.

The Founder may be an unflattering portrait about the rise of a fast food mogul, but the film itself is a surprisingly well-made film that brilliantly tells what is in essence a rather dull story of entrepreneurial success.

Capitalizing on the success of her 1940 comeback The Philadelphia Story, Katharine Hepburn stars as another high-minded independent woman who is cut down to size by the love of a more traditionally-minded man.

For the uninitiated, Takashi Miike is the king of bizarre curveballs when it comes to his brand of extreme cinema.