*Police, Adjective teaches me the finer points of the Romanian dictionary
*Putty Hill displays clunky melancholy
*Cigarette Girl has some issues
*Vindication finally arrives with some insider info on the production of Public Enemies
other news
The three films listed above were excruciating to watch out of the hardcore boredom factor. It didn’t help that I watched them back-to-back.
My reviews may prove interesting for Police, Adjective‘s discussion of Romanian politics or Cigarette Girls‘ issues of sex and violence, but they aren’t worth watching.
The unlucky selection of such bad films make me concerned for the rest of the festival. As mentioned in the Police, Adjective review, there are films specifically known as “festival films.” These are bad films with no distributor interest that get a few screenings as festival filler.
After the weekend, I’ve noticed fewer industry and press people around the festival, which increases my concern. The strongest parts of the fest were definitely on display in the first five days, but this week includes a greater number of lesser known films.
reviews to come
H.P. Lovecraft’s The Dunwich Horror (an audio film of his story), My Son My Son What Have Ye Done?
The Filmsmith 