I can’t think of a better movie to watch in the fall than Little Women. Everything is starting to get cold, the heat is turned on while snow falls outside, and it’s easy to get swept away in the charming lives of the March family. Though there are many versions of Louisa May Alcott’s famed

Martin Scorsese’s 1976 triumph “Taxi Driver” paved the way for not only Scorsese’s illustrious career, but also helped to reimagine film itself and inspire hundreds of later movies. At its center is the deeply troubled Vietnam vet, Travis Bickle. He exists in a New York City of the 70’s: gritty, hard, violent, but changing. At

Thelma and Louise: their red tendrils loose in the wind, the beige clay of the Grand Canyon trembling beneath their convertible’s well-worn tires, hands clasped in one triumphant last moment before they give away the one, final thing they have control of— their lives. It’s an iconic scene for sure. But then, Ridley Scott’s 1991

“The Virgin Suicides” is a dreamy, stylish, often sad film from director Sofia Coppola (based off the novel by Jeffrey Eugenides). Its main characters are five blonde sisters, growing up in a house extremely isolated and closed off from the outside world. It’s a statement on youth, nature, family, depression, and growing up.  And it’s