It’s Friday! And live from Manhattan, here’s your expected review roundup, because I do care. I really do.
(Also there aren’t that many movies opening and I can write this post in advance.)
Foxcatcher: Bennett Miller’s bleak true-crime drama is impeccably acted and beautifully photographed. It’s also consumed by its own self-importance and artifice, but you can’t have everything.
Getting to the Nutcracker: In the grand tradition of leaping into Christmas material while the last of the pumpkin pie is still in the fridge, here’s a documentary about the preparation of a Los Angeles production of the beloved holiday ballet. Glenn approves.
The Last Impresario: London theatrical producer Michael White is so charming that he managed to convince filmmaker Gracie Otto he deserved his own documentary. Nice work, that.
Women Who Flirt: China Lion’s latest import stars Zhou Xun as a young woman who decides to pursue a former classmate, but can’t figure out how to put herself out there. It’s a comedy, I think. Rad is, as they say, not amused.
And that’s it! Enjoy your leftovers, American readers! Everybody else, have a turkey sandwich in sympathy.