Brad Anderson is back with yet another claustrophobic suspense-thriller that isn’t far off track from his Machinist murkiness.

Mahjong is such a beautiful game it makes cinema so beautiful and sometimes lasting.

The film centers on a web of lies that starts simply from the humble workplace of a Tailor.

‘Loss’ is an euphemism for the unspeakable tragedy, grotesque in its senselessness, which lies at the core of this haunting elegy...

The Director had the courage to do something different and has made a gem of a movie about adolescence.

An artist discovering his vision. And irreverently reinventing the cinematic language.

I chose this film for some endearing moments that were fresh and are bordering on some changes that will become default for new wave cinema.

Are you to suffer and face the consequences of the sins and acts committed by your own father?

The audacious experiment succeeds both as homage to the private-eye noir of yore & as deliciously intricate crime fiction...

A couple walks into a pub where bands are performing their songs and producers are lining up to sign contracts all in a drunken haze.

There is always someone watching…and judging...and you have no choice but to comply...

The film is structured very well and at no time did the director lose his control and grip over his film.

A haunting tableau of visions both wondrous and terrible...

First impressions are too important to us and we’re fiercely judgmental as a species.

The director who is from Texas loves cars and also loves driving them around as well. But this doesnt stop him from telling a story which has brought together some extremely like minded actors.