All About My Mother lives up to its billing as a "screwball drama."
The Cockettes brings back nostalgia for a gay old time.
The Cockettes brings back nostalgia for a gay old time.
The Cockettes brings back nostalgia for a gay old time.
Run for your life if you can, little girl: Julie Taymor’s ’60s-set musical is a bust.
Suppose a guy from L.A. grew up pinko in a time when that was dangerous -- but he longed to make movies and had an inside track until his leftist leanings got him blacklisted. So he hooked up with mobsters, began churning out pulpy porno and made some money. He ghostwrote dozens of films and made ... More >>
Inspired by Patty Hearst, Cecil B. Demented rails against the dying of the cinema.
Dont miss the final season of Starship Troy.
Starz FilmCenter|University of Colorado at Boulder
Starz FilmCenter|University of Colorado at Boulder
Colorado Springs Fine Arts Center
The CSFAC is ready for its close-up.
This movie musical of the musical of the movie is nowhere near divine.
A God-fearing black man tames a slutty white girl as Craig Brewer’s South rises again.
It's the real thing.
Filming what was long deemed unfilmable, Tom Tykwer attempts to turn smell into cinema.
Teen rebels rule in Larry Clark's Wassup Rockers.
Teen rebels rule in Larry Clark's Wassup Rockers.
Offbeat director John Waters comes into Focus on the Family’s back yard.
Wednesday, October 5, Larimer Lounge, 303-291-1007.
There's nothing good about this remake of an awful ol' show.
Gemstones* (Rough Trade)
Remembering the films that heated up cinemas this year.
Thanks to these CDs, it's beginning to sound a lot like Christmas.
John Waters's latest farce strives for nothing more than NC-17.
Empty talk undercuts a serious subject in Boy Gets Girl.
Hairspray bops from the screen to the stage
Film buffs can reach for the stars at the Ultimate Film Fanatic competition.
For Dennis and Jimmy Flemion of the Frogs, whoring out for The Man is enough to make you croak.
PeaceJam scores two theatrical releases -- and kudos from Michael Moore.
Aspen is long on short films during its tenth annual festival.
Drowning Mona is a trailer-trash mishmash.
Drowning Mona is a trailer-trash mishmash.
Drowning Mona is a trailer-trash mishmash.
Drowning Mona is a trailer-trash mishmash.
Drowning Mona is a trailer-trash mishmash.
Drowning Mona is a trailer-trash mishmash.
Drowning Mona is a trailer-trash mishmash.
Drowning Mona is a trailer-trash mishmash.
Drowning Mona is a trailer-trash mishmash.
Drowning Mona is a trailer-trash mishmash.
Drowning Mona is a trailer-trash mishmash.
Fucking A. Ask and ye shall receive, eh? (Well, it's not Denver, but close enough.) Just glimpsed the lineup for this year's Coachella. As far as headliners go, you've got your Jay-Z and your LCD Soundsystem and, uh, let's see here, Thom Yorke and ... yada, yada, yada. Whatever, dude. Five words: Fa ... More >>
The Los Angeles coroner's office released Michael Jackson's autopsy report this week, and the King of Pop proved he still had a few surprises up his red-leather sleeve. To note: He was thin (136 pounds), nearly bald (he wore wigs), and had tattoos (hairline, eyes, and lips). But these were only t ... More >>
You have to hand it to Tim Burton. Not only did he pull off the biggest opening of his already formidable career with the record take for Alice in Wonderland, he managed to turn one of the weirdest kids' books in history into something even weirder. Of course, he took massive liberties with the so ... More >>

