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Late nights and absurdist films await at the Brattle Theatre for the 17th annual Boston Underground Film Festival, which began Wednesday and runs through Sunday.
Awards season is not over, and the local answer to the Oscars arrives Sunday with another chance for America to redeem itself when it comes to honoring film.
In concept this is a thinking person’s espionage thriller with a serious thespian at the fore and an international slant, but it suffers uneven pacing and seemingly smart twists that suddenly nosedive into cliché and silliness.
A sweet rambling appreciation of the once-renowned magician known as “The Amazing Randi” gets dressed up in the robes of a “serious” documentary with revelations of a long-running, very personal cover-up.
Documentary filmmaker Kirby Dick again navigates the grim, dark terrain of sex offense, this time delving into the pervasive culture of rape on college campuses.
The good news is that Blomkamp’s third feature is a step up from the pedantically plotted “Elysium” – but it’s nowhere near his cutting-edge debut, “District 9.”
These six seemingly disparate stories range from the quirky to the macabre and unfold with plenty of punch and panache.
Blending the Bible and Thomas Hobbes, it’s astonishing that this critical and pointed epic vision of Russian politics has found the light of day.
About the only one who might come away unscathed from this S&M “Twilight” fan-fiction gone amok is Dakota Johnson and her left-of-center sexuality.
The Wachowskis are back and in well-trod territory – yet another dark vision of an unknowingly enslaved humankind, again propelled by freakish advances in technology with a dash of zen mumbo-jumbo thrown in for good measure.