I couldn’t help but be reminded of Sally Potter’s 1997 The Tango Lesson. A woman, an artist, starts from a blank canvas. There is an empty, large space of floor waiting to be filled with […]

I couldn’t help but be reminded of Sally Potter’s 1997 The Tango Lesson. A woman, an artist, starts from a blank canvas. There is an empty, large space of floor waiting to be filled with […]
The village of Jutuomba in Found Memories is like an earthly (if more beautiful and exotic) purgatory. It is a waiting room between life and death for the dozen and aging citizens which comprise the […]