Marchant at TIFF, Day Five

September 11, 2018

TIFF 2018: Day 5 Films: 3 Best Film of the Day: ROMA (pictured) If Beale Street Could Talk:  I was one of seemingly few critics at TIFF two years ago who wasn’t thoroughly won over by Barry Jenkins’ Moonlight. It …

Marchant at TIFF, Day Four

September 10, 2018

TIFF 2018: Day 4 Films: 3 Best Film of the Day: Hotel Mumbai (pictured) Standoff at Sparrow Creek: A high-paranoia, psychological thriller from first time feature director Henry Dunham, the film is crafty enough to keep your interest, and taut …

Marchant at TIFF, Day Three

September 10, 2018

TIFF 2018: Day 3 Films: 4 Best Film of the Day: The Old Man & the Gun (pictured) Gwen: This is no white-knuckle affair; it’s a red one. As in knuckles chapped and scraped until nearly bleeding. Wind plays a …

Marchant at TIFF, Day Two

September 8, 2018

Films: 4 Best Film of the Day: Shoplifters (pictured) Shoplifters: Japanese director par excellence Hirokazu Koreeda’s film, which won the Palme d’Or at Cannes, works in quiet subtle ways, that affect you without you quite knowing why, like watching a …

Piers Marchant at the Toronto International Film Festival, Day One

September 7, 2018

Films: 2 Best Film of the Day: Burning Non-Fiction: Olivier Assayas’ film plays like one of those philosophical talkies from the ‘70s, with various characters weighing in on a particular talking point of significance to the director, Five Characters in …

“Long Way Back Home,” Lucero, directed by Jeff Nichols

August 29, 2018

Video Blog August 25, 2018

August 25, 2018

Golf-is stuff, Aretha Franklin and cover songs

August 19, 2018

Movie on 8-18-18 at 6.39 AM from Philip Martin on Vimeo.

Alpha

August 17, 2018

ReviewAlpha by DAN LYBARGER Special to the Democrat-Gazette | A dog-wolf hybrid named Chuck plays the title role in Albert Hughes’ Alpha, a prehistoric adventure that depicts the origins of the man-ca- nine friendship. Much of the appeal of Alpha is …

Before Bobby Shane Grew a Mustache

August 12, 2018

Phillip Martin Before Bobby Shane Grew a Mustache and Became Evil Until he hurt himself, my father was an infielder. Not anyone whose name you would recognize, unless you really know your baseball. An infielder for Cleveland, back in the …