
My review of "Salt" is now online at SouthPhillyReview.com, with a brief word on the extraordinary "A Prophet," coming to DVD Tuesday. CLICK HERE
My review of "Salt" is now online at SouthPhillyReview.com, with a brief word on the extraordinary "A Prophet," coming to DVD Tuesday. CLICK HERE
Tabakman's technique is sneaky in its greatness. The filmmaking style isn't showy, and the realization of how immersed you are in this little world is alarming, as are the rather brilliant compositions sprinkled throughout. (One shot, involving a bus, a reflection, and a group of guys on a sidewalk, actually made me gasp.) And the way in which the sexual tension is stretched out like a frail rubber band, waiting -- dying-- to snap, is crazy intense. For these reasons (and for stupidly obvious reasons), the film has earned comparisons to "Brokeback Mountain." It's a worthy cousin.