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Moonlight

Directed by Barry Jenkins. US. 2016. R. 111 minutes. A24. Digital.
Fri., March 10, 2017 thru Thu., March 16, 2017
March 10, 2017 to March 16, 2017
7:30 pm to 7:30 pm
Saturday
March 11, 2017
4:30 pm
Saturday
March 11, 2017
7:00 pm
Saturday
March 11, 2017
9:20 pm
Sunday
March 12, 2017
4:30 pm
Sunday
March 12, 2017
7:00 pm
Monday
March 13, 2017
6:30 pm
Tuesday
March 14, 2017
7:30 pm
Wednesday
March 15, 2017
2:00 pm
Wednesday
March 15, 2017
4:30 pm
Wednesday
March 15, 2017
7:30 pm
Thursday
March 16, 2017
7:30 pm

We’re thrilled to bring Moonlight back for an encore run!

“The best film at the Toronto International Film Festival this year is also the most delicate, such a calm yet precise piece of filmmaking that you’re barely prepared for its shimmering, quietly sensational ending. Barry Jenkins’ Moonlight—which Jenkins adapted from a story by playwright Tarell McCraney—is a coming-of-age movie, and a love story, that leaves you feeling both stripped bare and restored, slightly better prepared to step out and face the world of people around you, with all the confounding challenges they present. There’s not much more you can ask from a movie.

Three actors play the lead character during the course of Moonlight: A new, and marvelous, child actor named Alex R. Hibbert plays Little, an almost incongruously scrawny Miami kid who’s picked on mercilessly by his classmates. With these mini thugs in pursuit, he dashes into a boarded-up house used as a drug hangout. A dealer named Juan (Mahershala Ali), the kind of guy who looks threatening to bad dudes but is radiantly kind to innocents like Little, plucks him out and brings him home for a good meal (Janelle Monae plays his smart-sassy girlfriend, Theresa). Juan returns Little to his mother, Paula (the always terrific Naomie Harris) the next morning.

Little’s relationship with his mother is a troubled one, and adolescence doesn’t improve it. As a teenager, Little becomes known by his real name, Chiron (now played by Ashton Sanders): He’s taller and, if possible, even thinner, as if he were stretching toward a manhood he isn’t nearly ready for. And he still has very few friends, though there is one, Kevin (Jharrel Jerome), who shows him a kind of rough-and-tumble kindness that segues into something deeper and more meaningful, a romantic and sexual reverie that neither kid can quite deal with. This isn’t the time or the place or the age for it: The young men around them are judged by how tough they are, and Chiron isn’t tough at all. When he learns to be, your heart sinks—but it’s also clear there’s no other way for him to survive.

As an adult, Chiron, who now goes by the name Black (Trevante Rhodes), is barely recognizable—he’s beefed-up and closed off, the kind of guy who doesn’t let anyone mess with him, or get to him. He now lives in Atlanta, and he and his mother are finally brokering some sort of peace. And one day Kevin (now played by André Holland, of The Knick) calls him out of the blue. What happens between the two men is so subtle and marvelous to watch that you feel drawn into an invisible but intense embrace. Any defenses you might be hanging onto—and who doesn’t have them?—seem to dissolve along with Black’s. The spell this movie casts is that strong.

This is Jenkins’ first feature since his 2008 debut Medicine for Melancholy (which also premiered at TIFF that year), a hypnotic, perceptive film about a young man and woman of color slipping into a tentative relationship in that historically pretty damn white city, San Francisco. Many who saw Medicine for Melancholy, including me, have been waiting for a follow-up. Moonlight exceeded my expectations, and I can’t recall the last time I saw so many sterling performances—some by little-known or as yet unknown actors—in one picture. Their glow fulfills every promise of the movie’s name.” (Stephanie Zacharek, Time)

Access more reviews at Metacritic.com or CriticsRoundUp.com. Read an interview with actor Trevante Rhodes at Fandor.com; and with director Barry Jenkins at Indiewire.com.

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