1. Sun Don’t Shine reviewed in The New Yorker:

    In this wondrously accomplished and furiously expressive drama blending the moody rambles of a road movie with the tightly ratcheted criminal tension of a film noir the director Amy Seimetz, in her first feature, captures the wildly flailing energy and exhausted torpor of grinding frustration as well as the flickering grace of stifled dreams. Her protagonists, Crystal (Kate Lyn Sheil) and Leo (Kentucker Audley), are classic young lovers on the run, driving through rural Florida with a body in the trunk of their car, but violence, fear, and distrust poison their romance from the movie’s very start, and things only get worse as they head toward St. Petersburg, where Leo hopes to get help from a former girlfriend (Kit Gwin). Sheil and Audley give performances of harrowing power, their incarnations of blind tenderness and fierce desire building to outbursts of feral rage. Filming her actors with a subcutaneous intimacy and the landscape (her home turf) with a nuanced eye, Seimetz balances a meticulous attention to practical menace with the eruptive force of her characters’ inner lives; surprising voice-overs and dreamlike, hyperdetailed images plunge the story into a vortex of expressionistic subjectivity. The action concludes with one of the great last lines of recent times.

    See it Saturday at 92YTribeca, part of the La Di Da Film Festival.