The term “cinematic sleight-of-hand” is something of a misnomer. All cinema is a fake; a collection of still images that pretends to move. But something in Thomas Burstyn’s very personal documentary seems to call out for the term. It’s not that the filmmaker is being willfully duplicitous; just that as Some Kind of Love progresses, … Continue reading Some Kind of Love review: Framing the family Review by Chris Knight at The National Post