My first movie on Sunday was Hold Me Tight, Let Me Go, a documentary about a school for troubled children. C and I were running a little behind schedule, so we got to our seats a touch late, but I'm really glad we made an effort to get there - it was a really involving film, and I enjoyed seeing the teachers deal with the spitting and swearing, ( Read more... )

Before we start into comments about today's movies, I'd like to mention a few other matters.

Firstly, a package arrived from darkest Ireland, with pretty Canadian stickers. It was a present from the lovely Giffy and the great and terrible Erik, and both C and I think the books that they gave us are flipping great.

Secondly, all this blogging ( Read more... )

My first film of the Festival was Hunger, which centered around the notorious Maze prison just before and during the hunger strike of IRA prisoners there. This was an uncomfortable film to watch - not just because of the way that the film shows the violence that went on towards the prisoners, and how they were mistreated, but because it refused to ( Read more... )

I guess I might as well give my actual schedule. :) But first, as few random links, to keep my hand in.
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I am actually still alive.

I haven't been able to find the time to read blogs for nearly a year now, and it seemed a bit rude to write one without reading other people's; but the Film Festival is coming up, and this is a good way for me to organize my thoughts, and provide a record of the many cool (and occasional naff) films that I see during ( Read more... )

The next day started with Perfume: The Story of a Murderer. I ended up slipping in about 30 seconds late, but that didn't seem to hurt. I know that Jenni was reluctant to go to another serial killer movie, but I'm not sure that's what I'd call this; it felt more like a fable. A fairly gruesome fairytale, if you will. A boy is born is the fish ( Read more... )

Priceless was my first movie of the day, and as always, Audrey Tautou has an incredibly gorgeous face. It's probably something to do with the fact that her irises are so dark, so her pupils appear really big, though that's only part of it. Gad Elmaleh does pretty much what we saw him do in The Valet last year, which is act helpless and dorky ( Read more... )

I started Monday with La Vie En Rose. I'd hoped to drag C along, if only to tell me if I was missing any jokes in the French, but she wasn't able to get the time off work ( Read more... )

I started out a bit wary on Sunday, but as it turned out, all of the lost ticket passes were actually correct this time around; and on Monday, they actually arranged for replacement tickets for me! So yay to the Festival people!

Vanaja was my first movie -- a low-caste 15 year-old girl becomes a servant to the village's high-caste landlady, and ( Read more... )

There were some complications on Saturday and Sunday because Jenni thought I hadn't bought tickets for her and Lee for the films within the block of lost tickets. This wasn't as big a deal for some things like Jesus Camp, because my tickets to the Embassy were much better than what they'd managed to get, so they just sold them on; but in the ( Read more... )