Just out of The Autopsy of Jane Doe (alternatively titled Never Look A Gift Corpse In The Mouth). Hmmm . . . meh. A creepy story is jarringly paired with a jump-scare score – and you know my opinions on those. Brian Cox is great but both the threat and its resolution are too vague…
Fucking hilarious! Laughed my ass off! Such a feel good movie, you should definitely go see it. Has the kind of life-affirming vibe as something like Muriel’s Wedding. Highly recommend! Also like it for showing hipsters positively. Instead of wheeling out the lazy trope of cynicism and hyper-clique-iness, they’re people with passions and creativity and…
A biopic of the poet Pablo Neruda’s pursuit and persecution by the Chilean fash. It was quite lighthearted.
Hema Hema: Sing Me A Song While I Wait is about this fictional Bhutanese ritual where people mask and spend the waning of the moon in a sacred camp in the forest, a liminal time where identity and law are suspended. In many ways, Hema Hema reminds me of classical puppetry. There is little dialogue,…
A visual hymn to creation. Like almost everything at the festival I’ve seen so far, it was beautiful, slow and weird.
Just what I needed after yesterday’s gauntlet of films. A gentle hug of a movie, a road trip coming-of-age film set in the 70s with a killer soundtrack and a fantastic cast.
A movie about the relationship between two undocumented workers in Bangkok. This film is 90% folk eating instant noodles, which I like because, rather than sermonising about the injustices of migrant exploitation, it just shows what your day’s like – long, tiring, eating fast food because you’ve got no time and no money for anything…
An achingly beautiful film about grief, and rekindling life and love from loss.
My favourite part was when a dog with the body of a segmented beetle back and the arse of a bellend sang in French. If this morning’s anything to go by, this year’s film festival is going to be . . . strange.
Just out of seeing Soul on a String. Fuck knows. Beautiful though.