Phil Coldiron

Dec 3, 2024 | nyra.nyc | Phil Coldiron

The title of Keegan Monaghan’s fourth solo show at James Fuentes, IN, is both literal and allusive. On the former front, it describes how these nine works in oil on canvas—each a cropped view of a notched or gridded space, impossible to name (a shelf? a drain? a cornice?) though somehow decisively built in every case—beckon their viewer into vague, hidden interiors.

Nov 6, 2024 | mubi.com | Phil Coldiron

Near the end of the second chapter of Dimitris Athiridis’s exergue - on documenta 14 (all works 2024), curator Adam Szymczyk has a beer with a journalist. Szymczyk, eloquent and handsome in a bookish way, serves as a compelling center for this fourteen-hour observational documentary on his tenure as the head of one of the central events in the contemporary art world; he’s somehow charming, despite an expression that always toes the line between bemused and smug.

Oct 7, 2024 | filmmakermagazine.com | Phil Coldiron

Back to selectionby Phil Coldiron in Festivals & Eventson Oct 7, 2024 TIFF 2024, TIFF Wavelengths As someone who finds the feature film a more or less moribund form at the moment, the only real draw for returning to TIFF after five years away was the Wavelengths program.

Mar 18, 2024 | filmcomment.com | Phil Coldiron

This article appeared in the March 15, 2024 edition of The Film Comment Letter, our free weekly newsletter featuring original film criticism and writing. Sign up for the Letter here. Installation view of Neighboring Animals (Mary Helena Clark, 2024). Photo: Gregory Carideo. Courtesy of Bridget Donahue Gallery.

Jan 28, 2024 | cinema-scope.com | Phil Coldiron |Mark Peranson

By Phil Coldiron It requires relatively little mental strain to imagine a world in which all that can be photographed has been; it requires, I think, considerably more to imagine one in which every possible photograph has been made. I find that both of these little thought experiments imply comic narratives—that is, to borrow a definition, ones which resolve in favour of their protagonists. And who might these protagonists be? In the former, I suppose the answer is obvious enough: us.