The man who arguably put South Korean cinema on the world map is the focus of this month’s retrospectives.
Category Archive: Filmmaker of the Month
Joel Schumacher’s final film is a hodgepodge of hokey thriller twists and a ridiculous performance from Nic Cage.
Despite its future A-list cast & spooky atmosphere, “Blood Creek” is an incoherent misstep for the versatile director.
Joel Schumacher inexplicably drained Andrew Lloyd Webber’s legendary Broadway musical of every bit of its camp and queerness.
With loss of control dressed up in nutty numerology, Joel Schumacher’s 2007 thriller is a flawed thematic tie-in to his other work.
Joel Schumacher’s cracked tableau of New York City’s shifts at the turn of the millennium remains a time capsule in the guise of a neo-noir.
Joel Schumacher’s sensitive wartime drama gives the world Colin Farrell and explores the painful tribulations of young men waiting for war.
Joel Schumacher’s second go at the Batman franchise has its undeniable charms, but relied too much on tired stereotypes.
From Rodney King to Donald Trump, Michael Douglas’ D-FENS remains the pluperfect case study for white grievance politics.
Joel Schumacher’s sleazy, sweaty neo-noir of porn and pain remains a bizarre artifact for the director’s filmography, and it hasn’t lost its bite.
Joel Schumacher’s 1990 foray into psychological horror wasn’t just a look at mortality, but also a meditation on what lie on the other side.
Joel Schumacher’s second John Grisham adaptation is a myopic look at race and the criminal justice system in the American South.
Joel Schumacher’s ninth feature adapts John Grisham’s usual action nonsense with depth & sensitivity.
Joel Schumacher’s fun, stylish take on teen vampires both ushered in “MTV horror” & acknowledged young female horror fans.
The Brat Pack-era drama about callow college graduates is worth a watch, if you can tolerate its awful characters.
Schumacher’s directorial debut is a silly, messy take on the restrictive gender roles of women in the household.
In light of his passing, we look at the eclectic work of the man who loved camp, callousness, and everything in between.
After a handful of missteps, Gus Van Sant regained his footing with a solid—if fittingly flawed—indie.