Bronson is a biopic of sorts, but it depicts such a terrible, terrifying world of anger and violence that you want to pretend something like this could never really exist. The movie is based on the life of Charles Bronson (born Michael Gordon Peterson), who has been in and out of Britain’s prison system since

Whimsical yearning is the prevailing mood of this feature debut from writer-director-actress Miranda July, a fanciful yet sincere tale of interconnected narratives that hopes to be about, well, Me and You and Everyone We Know. July plays a mousy video artist who pines after a department-store clerk (John Hawkes) who has shared custody of his

The campaign for Ben Affleck as a genre auteur (think Clint Eastwood) started with Gone Baby Gone and got louder with this bank-heist drama. But The Town didn’t convince me that the actor has anything particularly special to offer behind the camera. Engaging enough, with raw performances by Rebecca Hall, Jeremy Renner and Blake Lively,

An insider exercise, Cold Weather plays with genre conventions and audience expectations as they relate to both the mumblecore movement and detective yarns. Director Aaron Katz (Dance Party, USA) takes a handful of typical indie characters – a stuck-in-a-rut sister and her aimless, live-in brother – and throws them into a mystery plot when the

There isn’t a character, location or situation in The Station Agent that could exist anywhere other than in a screenplay. Excruciatingly earnest and hopelessly contrived, this is the story of Finbar McBride, a reclusive, train-obsessed man with dwarfism (Peter Dinklage) who inherits an abandoned, small-town depot. Surrounded by batch of quirky characters, Finbar eventually learns