To their own devices: A reflection on Pablo Larrain's 'The Club'

A man stands on a beach, holding a long pole. He turns in a circle. Tethered to the pole is bit of fur, possibly a rabbit’s. A dog chases the fur. The man drags the fur in the sand. The dog lowers its neck. The man raises the fur high into the air. The dog raises its neck and snout. The dog chases the fur in orbit around the man. He is the center. He is a priest.

A reflection on Tom McCarthy's 'Spotlight'

Brittany Harvey has written at LCB in the past. Here she is again with some thoughts on the Oscar-nominated film Spotlight:

Having watched my son learn to crawl and walk over the last year, I have not seen many movies. However, I did see Tom McCarthy’s Spotlight (2015), and I cannot imagine many films, if any, being better. The acting, writing, directing, the score, etc. are all fantastic. When these things are good, however, it really just means that a film is a fine specimen of its craft. And, while Spotlight happens to be well-crafted, it also happens to be one of those rare movies that remind us why we stare at a big screen production in the first place. When Spotlight ends, you wish there were more, though you realize to add any more might spoil what is already perfect.