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Herzog/Lynch Film “My son, My Son” takes us through crazy-town

If you even know of filmmakers David Lynch and Werner Herzog, you approach their co-production* prepared, just as a runner stretches in preparation for the track.  Their respective bibliographies are less narrative oriented and more akin to impressionist paintings.  Everyone will have their own spin on their stories, but anyone presenting conclusive meanings is on a fool’s errand. Continue reading

H.P. Lovecraft’s The Dunwich Horror: An Audio/Cinema Tale

The idea for this event is to create a radio play out of H.P. Lovecraft’s short story The Dunwich Horror, and use the audio system of a cinema to exhibit this story of the mind.

The concept is cool, but I didn’t find it to be well executed.  Most of the audio came straight from the front of the cinema instead of fully utilizing the surround sound capabilities.  Where the surround sound was used, it was sparingly.  I thought that trapping a room full of people between speakers would allow a world of possibilities for making the audience jump or be generally creeped out.  Unfortunately,  the production failed to deliver.*

*It also didn’t help that the cinema had no air conditioning, so asking your audience to close their eyes in a stuffy screening room makes not falling asleep the main battle

Edinburgh Film Fest Daily Roundup (part 7)

*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

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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?

Public Enemies was plagued by cast and crew tensions, technical blunders

For those of us who tried to warn the public that they were being swindled into buying tickets to an unfinished product with last year’s much anticipated Public Enemies (weak sound design, amateur framing, visuals that “looked like a wedding video” as my friend put it), the following offers some (belated) vindication.

A source at the Edinburgh International Film Festival said that technical details plagued the production of Public Enemies, thanks to Michael Mann’s mistreatment of the crew and poor management skills.

Crew members were financially and personally poorly treated and simple technological protocols (correct cables, lenses) were flouted.  The results were disastrous: A production designer quit, Johnny Depp had Mann apologize to the crew for his behavior, and the studio spent “$20-30 million dollars” in post-production trying to save the film.  Depp “hated Mann” for the way he ran the production.

It seems the crew got the last laugh though: The same source said that “thousands of dollars in office supplies” from Public Enemies were stolen and put to use for a film currently at the Edinburgh International Film Festival.  “You could say it’s a Michael Mann financed film.”

I’m a huge fan of Mann’s Heat and Collateral, but was dismayed by the poor production values of Public Enemies.  Though the film came out a year ago, I think it’s important to know the history surrounding a production so as to understand a film’s successes or failures.  There is the possibility that the person I spoke to could be some disgruntled crew member out to tarnish Mann’s image, but this person’s comments seem a reasonable explanation for the unusually bad quality of such a major Hollywood film.

EIFF Daily Roundup (part 5)

* I visited a hilarious HIGH School

* Winter’s Bone has a chilly, but warm sentiment

* Wasn’t Lucky enough to win the jackpot

other news

The director of Winter’s Bone spoke briefly about the film after the screening.  The lead actress, Jennifer Lawrence, is a Kentucky native and it made shooting in the Ozarks an accessible transition from one mountainous region to another.  I’ll have video up in a few days.

reviews to come

Au Revoir Taipei, an evening with Sir Patrick Stewart

“Lucky” documents lottery winners, but not much else

“What would you buy if you had a million dollars?”  This is the type of hypothetical fantasizing we’ve all indulged in as children, but what if you actually won that million dollars?

Lucky follows the rare people who have won the lottery, varying from 5.5 to 22 million dollars in winnings.  The effects of fame and fortune are disclosed by the winners in interview format.  Some find it a curse they’re happy to spend until they’re again broke; others help their families or migrate to wealthier locales to fit in.

The general idea behind the film is immediately an attractive one: how do one of our fellow proles cope with becoming a part of the elite?  In a brief interview with a lottery player, he explains that he gambles so, “I can actually be free.”   Right there is a golden opportunity to explore our definition of “free” in a country that heralds itself as the uber-democracy and how capitalism and wealth play into that concept.

But director Jeffrey Blitz (Spellbound, Rocket Science)  doesn’t follow these breadcrumbs.  When former friends of lottery winners Kristine and Steve’s tell us they are envious of their bump up the class ladder, the film fails to dig in and ask why.  Why are we envious of the wealthy?  What does it mean to us to have money, to yearn for it?  Instead of providing an insightful document on the U.S.’s religion of greenbacks, it takes hunger for cash for granted.

Sure, we meet the guy who keeps a lid on his expenditures, except the stay cats he feeds every night and the stripper friends he visits; we even see the literal ruin of a man due to the cash (his siblings hired a hit man so they could acquire the wealth).  But Lucky doesn’t get the pick axe to the heart (so to speak) and leaves an aftertaste just slightly better than the Inside Edition clips it uses.

When a Vietnamese lottery winner’s wife stops the interview when it becomes too emotional, it stands in metaphorically for the film overall.  It could go deeper, but maybe it hurts too much.

EIFF Roundup (pt 4)

*Puppet shenanigans bring hilarity in Jackboots on Whitehall

*Nuclear proliferation documentary Countdown to Zero irks and informs

*Monsters suddenly becomes a contender as one of my favorite films of all time (Fight Club and Children of Men, its challengers)

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Friday was a big deal given I got to see Monsters. If this doesn’t become one of the most talked about films this year, the world will gloss over an amazing piece of cinematic storytelling.

After the film, director Gareth Edwards and the lead actors, Skoot McNairy and Whitney Able, hung around the cinema’s bar to chat about the film.  I spent a fair bit of time sharing with Skoot how the film delivered to me.  When he was heading out with the rest of the staff from Vertigo Films (who produced Monsters) he invited me to tag along.  Suddenly I was glad I chose the button up shirt that morning.

We got to a club near Princes St. and planted ourselves in the VIP room with an open bar.  Considering the absence of food in my belly, I maintained a two drink maximum.  Now, I’m not really a bar guy.  I like to hang out talking one on one, or organize  an event with an activity at the center, keeping casual drinking on the periphery.  Considering all this, I didn’t know how long I would be staying.

But it couldn’t have been a better environment.  I got to meet people working in different areas at Vertigo (trailer creation, script development) and even though I was just a random guy invited along (I was frequently asked my place in the production), no one gave me the cold shoulder.  I actually had a good time.

Not to mention that despite the loud, festive atmosphere, I was able to talk with Skoot and Whitney about the film (among other things).  As a filmmaker and critic, there is a lot to praise in Monsters, most of it’s in subtle ways general audiences won’t recognize.  So as I was rolling out my thoughts to Skoot or Whitney, I’d feel like I was talking at them, but they’d quickly tell me how much the appreciate such specific feedback, not just “Oh, it was great.”

I know that when I screen a short film I’m itching for the same type of feedback: Did you notice this sound effect?  Did this twist hook you?  Specifically with films distributed at the international level, there is little room for interaction between actor and the audience receiving that performance.  So the lengthy ramblings of someone who knows the nuance and difficulty of filmmaking, but who has had no involvement with the production, counts for a lot.  I know I’d love it if someone wanted to point out all the things that I displayed well.

Plus, how often are we allotted the chance to explain how a work of art affected us to the artist her/himself?  It’s definitely a two-way street of appreciative barter: artist wants to communicate to the world and the audience wants to return the call.

Fear keeps us locked away from one another, blockading the beautiful connectedness between us all.  Thus, it was soothing to walk home toward the rising sun, away from the assorted conversations with Vertigo people, and especially with Whitney and Sckoot,  and only feel the buzzing aura of connected sincerity that make our lives worth living.

reviews to come

HIGH School, Winter’s Bone, Lucky

EIFF Daily Roundup (pt 3)

* Jean Reno gets angry when he’s shot with 22 Bullets

*Blank City teaches me that 1970’s New York was the shit

other news

Not much to report.  It was a beautiful day:

Salisbury Crags

I live right next to Holyrood Park, so my daily walks to the cinemas start with this pleasant welcome to the day’s work.

But it was a little hot, reaching the 70’s without much wind.  Most Americans are laughing right now, but considering Edinburgh’s yearly temperature is 40-50 degrees with regular wind and rain, temperatures in the 70s are noteworthy.  Most places also lack air conditioning (you might need it 7 days out of the year), so the grocery store freezers and fridges are wheezing like old timers with emphysema trying to fight the heat.

reviews to come

Monsters, Jackboots on Whitehall (described as the U.K.’s Team America), Countdown to Zero

Edinburgh International Film Festival Begins! Daily Roundup (pt 2)

*First there were The People vs George Lucas

*But then the jedis met the zombies in Evil in the Time of Heroes

*Only to be snuffed out by the silly Red Hill

*Don’t worry though: magic tricks from The Illusionist made it all better

other news

The Edinburgh International Film Festival officially kicked off last night with the premiere of Sylvia Chomet’s love letter to Edinburgh and 1959, The Illusionist. I watched this period film at the Festival Theatre, an old, warm venue with huge red curtains and wooden seats with antique number fonts. I couldn’t have asked for a more fitting location for this film.

Chomet and the EIFF’s director Hannah McGill introduced the film, with Chomet playing the silly French character, stealing the mic from Hannah and chatting away about people dying on the very stage they stood upon.

I’m having a great time spending most of the day in the dark screening rooms around Edinburgh.  If I’m having this much fun covering the festival for free, I can’t imagine the silly-kid grin I’d be wearing all day if I was getting paid.  I hope all the employed reviewers have the same sense of joy.

Also, I need to give a shout out to my wife Bethany, who has been like a pit crew to me over the last two days.  Unlike sitcom nagging wives out to destroy a man’s dreams, she’s been totally behind me on this project: editing my posts while I’m seeing more films and providing encouraging words when I’m feeling tired of my own writing style.  I’m very lucky to have a good partner, especially while covering the fest.

reviews to come

22 Bullets, Blank City

Edinburgh International Film Festival: Press Screenings Begin Tomorrow

The film fest starts early for me, with press screenings beginning June 15th ahead of the public unveiling of the festival June 16th.

During my coverage of the festival I will try and write reviews for all the films, but I expect that some films will only get paragraph treatments. For the really good stuff I will dedicate an in depth review, but there just isn’t enough time to do that for all the films.

Each day I’ll post a summary of the events, news, and reviews from that day, which will link you to the longer blog pieces.

Also, keep an eye on the twitter bar to the right of the page (or follow me at, RemingtonReview TheFilmsmith). I’ll post little updates when I can’t write a blog post.

Thanks again for your support. Without your regular readership, and the corresponding traffic figures, I would not have received the press pass.