more by M. Faust
Think of popular music of the late 1960s and you’re likely to think of the Beatles and the whole “British invasion” that crossed the Atlantic with them. But American music more than held up its own end, as demonstrated by this vaguely conceived but entertaining documentary.
I’m not going to lie to you: I was not in a big rush to watch any screener of a movie with the cutesy title of The Biggest Little Farm. I like to eat as much as anyone, probably more, but that doesn’t mean I’m all that interested in knowing where it comes from.
Lately there seem to be two kinds of movies in theaters: stories that could never really happen because they are physically impossible (gotta keep those CGI guys employed), and movies that claim to be based on real stories.
Rarely does a film engage both head and heart as fervently as Transit, the latest from Germany’s Christian Petzold, whose two decade career was the subject of a 2017 retrospective by the local cinema group Cultivate Cinema Circle.
The first thing on screen is rolling tread, huge, bigger than any moving vehicle you’ve ever seen, twice the height of a man standing in front of it.