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FOUR (2012)—The Evening Class Interview With Joshua Sanchez

As synopsized by Juan Caceres in his indieWire interview with Joshua Sanchez for the premiere of Four (2012) at the Los Angeles Film Fest earlier this year, "Joshua Sanchez, a native of Houston, Tejas graduated from Columbia University's MFA Film Program with several internationally screened short films under his belt along with the HBO Films Young Producer's Development Award. His feature debut, Four, based on a play written by Christopher Shinn, participated in the Tribeca All Access program at the Tribeca Film Festival and after a few false starts and delays, Joshua cast Wendell Pierce (The Wire, Treme), Emory Cohen (Afterschool, TV's Smash), Aja Naomi King (Blue Bloods) and EJ Bonilla (Mamitas, Don't Let Me Drown) as his "Four". Once in the can he was able to complete the post production when he became the recipient of the Jerome Foundation's Film and Video grant." Adding his favorite New York bands to the soundtrack "as icing on the cake", Four has had a robust presence on festival track since its L.A. premiere, where Four won Best Performance in the Narrative Competition. It also recently won the top prize for Best Narrative Feature at the 16th annual Urbanworld Film Festival in New York. It was likewise featured in the lineup for San Francisco's 36th annual Frameline Film Festival, reviewed here, and it was at that time that I had the opportunity to talk to Joshua by phone. After expressing my regrets at not being able to join him at Frameline to celebrate his screening in San Francisco, Joshua and I launched into discussing the film.

[This conversation is not for the spoiler-wary!!!]

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Michael Guillén: I'm impressed with Four, Joshua, as you know. I consider it a remarkable first feature. Straight off, I'm intrigued with the process by which a shorts filmmaker graduates to a full-length feature. Can you speak to the value of starting out with short films and when you knew you were ready to transition to feature-length?

Sanchez: Short films are the first little steps when a filmmaker's becoming a filmmaker. I started out making experimental work, skateboard videos with my friends, and music videos of musicians and bands that I liked. At the same time, I was studying film in college. All of those experiences were a laboratory to start thinking about what I wanted to do with the medium of making movies. For me, it was like testing the boundaries of being a storyteller.

As far as to when I knew I could graduate to being a feature filmmaker, I'm not sure there's a clear answer to that. I just knew it was a step I wanted to take. I wanted to find the material that suited me best, something I felt close to, something I felt I could add something to. A lot of the story of Four, and a lot of the situations in Four, I feel close to. It felt like the right story, and the right group of people to work with at this time in my life. Every filmmaker has to decipher those kind of things for themselves. For me, it was like Kismet, all the right situations.

Guillén: Are your short films available?

Sanchez: Yeah, you can see them online, most of them on my website.

Guillén: Having worked now both in shorts and feature-length films, any thoughts on the difference between the two lengths?

Sanchez: Honestly, short films are harder in their own way. To do a truly successful short film and have people walk away feeling gratified and fulfilled as an audience in a very short period of time, you have to be economical and choose what you put on the screen. For me, that has always been a bit restricting, though not in a bad way. You just have to be so selective about what you're doing when you don't have that big a palette to work with. I don't really know, but I think sometimes people work better in that kind of environment, whereas some people work better in longer methods of storytelling. I loved the short films that I did and—to a certain degree—they were successful; but, what they probably showed was a progression towards working with a bigger body of work.

Guillén: It's my understanding Four took five to six years to accomplish? What were some of its most notable fits and starts? What role did Tribeca's All Access Program have in furthering the project? And what was involved in securing the Jerome Foundation's Film and Video grant for post-production?

Sanchez: Most feature films at this level of indie production have a lot of fits and starts mostly, y'know? For me it was a challenge—as well as an educational process—to learn how the business works and how projects like this are put together. I've worked with a number of different teams of people over the years and it just happened that the producer I ended up working with, Christine Giorgio, had a similar scope in terms of what we felt we could accomplish with this film and that ended up being the thing that worked. Assembling the right group of people was another big challenge. Also, the forest setting in Hartford, Connecticut where we originally wanted to shoot ended up costing too much money so that changed the dynamic of what we were doing and changed the scope of the movie that we were going to make.

As far as Tribeca All Access, it was an important step in the right direction. We did that fairly early on in the process. It's a good program to introduce young filmmakers to financiers, producers, sales agents, and people in the business who are trying to help filmmakers get their projects off the ground. They've been incredibly supportive of the project even to this day and that lends a positive reinforcement to what we're doing. For me, personally, their program made me start to think about how to pitch a project, how to talk about it with people, and how to share my vision with people in the business. The Jerome Foundation grant happened because we applied for it. We had a solid package to show them within their guidelines. And we got it!

Guillén: Your's is also, as I understand it, one of the first independent films to utilize Kickstarter for initial seed money and, more recently, to secure money to traffic the festival circuit with the finished film. Can you speak to your Kickstarter experiences? What is the relationship between social media and your filmmaking?

Sanchez: Yeah, we were pretty early on in the Kickstarter process and one of the first films that was successful at raising a certain amount of money there. It was exciting for us at the time because none of us knew if it could really work. We hoped that our Kickstarter campaign would be successful, but the precedent hadn't really been set yet for anyone to raise money in that form. So it was sort of a shock for us, as well as a learning process, because we discovered—not only could we do it and do it ourselves—but we could also build an audience that way. The cool part about crowd funding is that you get a lot of other people involved in what you're doing and, once they become involved, they want to tell their friends about it and they want to help you achieve your goal, not just financially but with the film in general. That was a really big learning process for me in terms of the future of film marketing and how a new filmmaker can utilize technology and social media to leverage their film to an audience. That was really great; but, I think it's changed a lot since we did it. Back then—which was only about two years ago—it was easier to put a project out like that and have it be a novelty for people that they could fund a movie. Nothing had ever existed like that. Nowadays, anyone on Facebook is probably bombarded by ten Kickstarter campaigns at once, which makes you feel obligated to support a friend or someone you know who has supported you. In a way it's a good thing but you have to work a lot harder to differentiate yourself from all the other people who are doing that.

What's important is to set a reasonable amount of money that you're trying to raise on Kickstarter and to realize you can't raise everything on it, and also to have it be a project that's legitimately worthy of people's attention and support. We recently did a smaller Kickstarter campaign to raise funds to be able to go to some initial film festivals. We're amazingly lucky because it's not easy to pull off two Kickstarter campaigns. I'm happy that we were able to do that but I think it's going to be our last foray into Kickstarter with relation to this project. It helped that there was a significant amount of time between the two campaigns.

Guillén: How did your relationship with playwright Christopher Shinn come about and what was involved in selecting Four out of his body of work for a filmic adaptation? Why did this particular script speak to you?

Sanchez: I met Chris about seven years ago. I had seen one of his other plays Where Do We Live when it was playing at a theater in New York City. I loved that play. It felt unique. His voice was like no one's I had heard before. To make a long story short, I was writing at that time for an arts magazine and they asked me to interview a playwright or screenwriter of my choosing, so I wanted to interview Chris. I sought him out. We're about the same age and have a similar background with similar interests. We became friends right off the bat. While researching for that interview, I read Four and immediately felt I could visualize it in my head. I felt that—if the right circumstances were to come about—Four would be a terrific feature film; something I could lend myself to as a director. The process started like that. There was a long back-and-forth of us discussing whether or not it was something that could happen or should happen.

Guillén: I've spoken briefly with Chris and he's already made it very clear to me that what you've done with Four is your baby. You shifted the play into new directions. For example, you mentioned earlier that you shifted the location of the narrative from Hartford, Connecticut to Anytown, USA. How did that open up the film for you? How did that serve the purpose of the narrative for you?

Sanchez: Honestly, it was a happy accident. I didn't have the money to shoot it in Hartford. I realized at a certain point that—if I were going to try to continue to shoot it in Hartford—the movie might not ever get made. I had to make a choice about how to stay true to the material but to also be able to set it in a location that would be accessible to myself and the crew so that we would be able to actually make the movie. It happened like that, but in a sense it really did open up the movie because it didn't restrict me to one specific location.

What's beautiful about the play Christopher Shinn wrote is that Hartford functions almost as a fifth character. Hartford is a specific place with a specific story. We spent a lot of time in Hartford trying to research how to get the film off the ground and it just didn't happen there for a lot of different reasons. In opening it up, it broadened the appeal a bit maybe? I would hope that the audience would be able to project their own experience of this particular place, which is not to say that if we had been able to make the film in Hartford it would have been any less powerful; but, it presented a unique opportunity for us because we started to think, "How can we set this up so that the people who are watching it will think, 'This is a place that I know, even though it's not specific enough to know really where it is on a map?' " At a certain point I embraced it and then the film became more about focusing on the characters, their situations, the material, and less the location where we were shooting it.

Guillén: You've stated elsewhere, "When I read Four, it struck me as one of the greatest tales of suburban loneliness that I'd ever read. It speaks to a deteriorating American vitality and examines characters that are caught up in their own longing and desire to transcend the situation they are in. This is the America I grew up in." That makes me wonder if you have any thoughts on what the difference might be between urban loneliness and suburban loneliness?

Sanchez: Wow, that's a very interesting question! Hmmmmm. Well, I've lived in New York City for 13 years so it's been a long time since I've lived in the suburbs. I feel that if I were to have made a movie approaching the subject of urban loneliness, it would have been an incredibly different story, which is not to say that I'm not interested in urban loneliness. It exists. For me, one of the great things of working on this project was that it did speak to an experience I had when I was a kid into my young adulthood. I lived in a town where I felt no one understood me and where I felt that I couldn't relate to other people. Not only feeling like that, but feeling like what I was inside was unacceptable to people around me. In thinking about that, probably a lot of people feel like that in situations where they don't have people around them to support them and to understand who they basically are. A lot of what makes me want to tell stories harkens back to that time when I was feeling like a lonely kid. One of the things that saved me from a dysfunctional family where I was living in a conservative, religious situation was going to the movies and watching stories that affected me so deeply that I felt, "Well, I have a chance in the world. I'm going to get out of this situation. I'm going to go out and make something of myself." I suppose on a certain level Four spoke to me in that way: that it could be a film that would have that potential for somebody. That's what we set out to do. I've made films about urban loneliness before, specifically one called Inside Out that's very much about the experience of being an isolated, closeted gay person, which is also an experience I went through. Maybe down the line I'll explore that more. I like the idea of going back into my past and trying to dig around and see what I can come up with. Creating my own story, I guess.

Guillén: Four certainly spoke to me and tracked with my own adolescent experience. I'm nearly 60 now but I can still recall when I was 14-15, growing up in Twin Falls, Idaho, which I wouldn't necessarily describe as suburban—it was more rural—but the feeling of being isolated and misunderstood were the same as yours. In retrospect, I consider the problems of identity and finding love that I experienced growing up as a young man in Twin Falls to be compounded in my first years in San Francisco where I fled to for freedom and encountered a whole new set of obstacles and restrictions to be overcome. The loneliness I felt in San Francisco was distinct from that I felt in Twin Falls.


How did Neil LaBute come on board as executive producer? Have his films influenced you in any way?

Sanchez: Yeah. I've followed Neil's work for years. I find him to be an astute observer of the human condition. During our first Kickstarter campaign when we were trying to raise money, he found out about it through Christopher Shinn and came on board like that. He took an interest in the filmic version of the play, gave us a lot of advice as far as how to get the project off the ground, and made himself available during the editing process when we started piecing the movie together. He watched a lot of early cuts and gave really good notes about how to trim the fat, so to speak. He was great to work with. He's a sweet guy and I'm a big fan of his. It was a privilege to work with him.

Guillén: Your work in Four has an actor-driven directorial style. How did you go about casting your key characters and what's your philosophy about working with actors?

Sanchez: Working with actors is important to me. Casting is everything. It sets the precedent for what I'm capable of doing as a film director. We cast this movie in a traditional way. I don't think my process of casting is traditional, but we worked with a casting director and did a number of wide casting calls in New York and Hartford to see who was out there. Casting could have gone in a non-actor direction.

We put out a wide net for most of the actors except for the part of Joe. We wanted to anchor that role in someone who was well-known who was looking for something challenging to do. Wendell Pierce was pretty high on my list of people who I wanted to work with from the start. It just so happened that he had seen a production of the play and was familiar with Christopher Shinn's work. He "got" it. He understood the material and what we were trying to do with it. We were incredibly lucky that he was available, that he wanted to do it, and did it for virtually no money instead of what he was usually being paid.

As far as working with actors is concerned, I tend to steer far away from the actual written material for a long time. I tend to want to get to know the actors as much as possible and get a sense of who they are and what they're going to bring to the role before we hit the set. The last thing I do with them is run the lines. I just block it out. There's a spontaneity that comes from being on a set that allows for a fresh aspect of their performance if you keep it a little reserved. I encourage them to do more of the internal work so that when we all get to the set my job becomes simply to provide a safe space for them to do what they need to do and to explore their characters in the way they need to explore them.

A lot of times in low-budget movies like this, you don't get much time with the actors so you have to roll with the punches and know how to bring out something, even if you don't have a lot of time or money to do it. I was incredibly fortunate to work with the four main actors who were committed to these roles. On the set there was nothing I could tell them that they didn't already know that was going to change what they were going to bring to their characters. My job became to trust them as much as possible.

Guillén: Well, you certainly elicited—and all four of your actors delivered—commanding performances. As Joe, Wendell Pierce added a necessary gravity and saliency to his character. His performance is wonderful. You've stated elsewhere that the character of Joe was influenced by your exploration of the work of novelist John Cheever. How so?

Sanchez: I discovered Cheever around the same time that I discovered Christopher Shinn. When I started to read his work, I not only got into his work but into him as a person. I read several biographies on him, including the books his kids had written about him, and all of his journals. One of the things that resonated for me first and foremost was that he seemed like a man who was constantly dissatisfied with his internal life and I think a lot of that had to do with the struggles he had with his sexuality. Anyone who reads "The Swimmer" or Falconer will be able to read them as huge meditations on the closeted homosexual. His being a literate person who showed himself off as such by being a college professor, there was something that clicked with me in reading Cheever, then reading the character of Joe, that felt real. It was like they became one and the same. Obviously, the circumstances of both men are very different; but, there's a similarity in how they're seeing the prison of life. That has a lot to do with their both being in the closet, living in one world and existing in another world in secret. That was a lot of what Cheever did. Cheever's story can be read as a very sad story. He was an incredibly gifted writer who never really came to terms with himself. That's incredibly sad. That's something Joe in the movie is also dealing with.

Guillén: All four characters are beautifully nuanced and pronounced and, as a spectator, I could relate to all of them. However—although Wendell Pierce has been singled out by several reviewers as stealing the film—Emory Cohen's sultry performance is equally commanding. I thoroughly identified with his characterization of June. It spoke to me. June was who I was at that age and I was amazed to see myself in this film. Do you see June's character as an abused kid "who cannot or will not ever see beyond his own isolation"? In other words, is he a victim? Do you see him as a victim?

Sanchez: No, I don't. June is an incredibly bright kid who has been exploring himself. I'm sure there will be a lot of people who will see this movie and question the morality of the situation between Joe and June—in particular, the morality of Joe to be able to go through with having a sexual relationship with a teenager—but, more often than not with someone like June, he's a thoughtful guy, held-back in himself as a lot of teenagers are, and in a way this particular instance that happens to him on this night is a way for him to explore his surroundings, or his sexuality. I certainly don't think that he is powerless in this situation. He's there because he wants to be there. But I also feel that he's still forming who he is going to be as an adult and I'm sure that this experience is going to have an effect on who that is and who he becomes. I never saw him as a character who was going to fall apart after this experience. He's going to go on and he's going to have a life and he'll probably be okay.

But there's a danger in my interpreting that character for the audience. Some people will feel a catharsis through their own experience of having formative sexual experiences that are totally different from the way that I see it. I would like to be respectful of that as much as possible. A lot of the work that Emory and I did on that character was really about trying to understand what he wanted out of that situation. It's a challenging dynamic between those two guys that will challenge people's perceptions about what male sexuality is, what gay male sexuality is, what the sexuality of teenagers is, and so Four is presenting a challenge to its audience.

Guillén: Emory's performance was a knockout. His was one of the most stunning representations of teenage sexuality that I've seen in a long time, probably since Larry Clark's films. I was quite taken by his work here and—as someone who saw my youth in his performance—I vividly recalled being hungry for love and looking for it in all the wrong places. So I have to acknowledge that there is an element of danger in approaching love this way; but, at the same time, I have to joke a bit about it because the truth often is that in these situations it's the teenager who is the most aggressive and determined, driven by the desire for initiation. I had to chuckle at Andrew Barker's Variety review of the film, wherein he noted that the relationship between Joe and June "might almost seem an argument for old-school Athenian pederasty." This remains a difficult subject to discuss because the socialization process by which a young gay male becomes himself is often engineered through these intergenerational experiences and that's not always given its fair due. Your treatment of these issues felt authentic, fresh and honest.

Sanchez: Thanks! I agree with you. Often times we go through those experiences but don't want to talk about it because it can be a touchy subject with people. But these things happen. I would hope that we didn't present these characters in a way that people could easily judge. All of them have their flaws. In a way, that's what we tried to capture: the duality and complexity of each of these characters.

Guillén: You succeeded. I likewise found remarkable in Emory's performance the scene where he goes into the bathroom to smoke the joint to prepare himself for the sexual experience with Joe. Up until then, I had been looking at him as a very young boy, but then—having decided to follow through with it—his character from then on had an almost immediate maturity that hadn't been evident before. His face while being fucked by Joe was one of the most expressive uses of close-up I've seen in a long time. It broke my heart for feeling so true. I can remember that conflicted energy of wanting experience and then having the experience fail me emotionally. Having to put up with it until the experience was over and then walking away from it.

Sanchez: Right.

Guillén: You have credited Larry Clark's Kids and John Casavettes' Faces as having influenced the cinematographic direction you took with your close-ups. Can you speak to why it was important for you to stylize these close-ups?

Sanchez: I watched Kids and Faces a lot because I'm a huge fan of both of those filmmakers and their films. To me, they resonated a lot because they both had that kind of immediacy of a closed time period. They both were stories that took place over a day or a night. Both had four main characters, maybe more in Kids, but kind of the same in Faces. I ended up watching them a lot and I think there was a subconscious incorporation of how those characters were shot, mainly in close-up. For us this made sense because the performances in our film oftentimes could play out long and we didn't want to stop the actor from being able to keep going and trying to do it in one take. We often did long master takes where we would be following the characters around hand-held in medium close-ups and then do cutaways from there. That became our shooting style. It grew out of attaching to the actor vs. the other way around. The actors did it for the camera. We let them do what they needed to do and it suited the material in all honesty. It needed something to make you feel that you were immediately in that situation. I felt it was a movie that would work a lot better if you felt you had just been dropped into these people's lives for a night, y'know? It played better in close-up.

Guillén: The character of Dexter, played by E.J. Bonilla, provided charismatic comic relief. Was that humor in Shinn's script or was this something you developed with Bonilla?

Sanchez: It was both really. If you read the play, the original source material, it's incredibly funny. That's part of what's great about the character of Dexter but there was a sort of lightness and liveliness about E.J. as a person that I knew would bring something interesting and special that would be, at the same time, unexpected. He honestly surprised a lot of us who weren't really sure how Dexter was going to come together. But once E.J. started to bring him to life, the character of Dexter fell into place because E.J. had such a formed vision of who this kid was. A lot of it was silly and kind of seductive I guess. Definitely when he comes on screen in the film, he lightens it up. Part of that is in Chris's writing. He tends to have comic moments in his plays, which can tackle serious subjects at the same time. That's one of the reasons I've enjoyed his work, because it wasn't so one-sided. Dexter feels very much like a guy I would have known when I was a kid. Dexter came together as a combination of E.J.'s exuberance and the character's silly but troubled soul.

Guillén: Wendell Pierce likewise adds a necessary levity to these serious events. How difficult was it to achieve this balance between the film's emotional registers, between its serious issues and its humor? Was it a rhythm in the editing that cued you when you needed to lighten the film up a bit, or were you following the momentum of Shinn's script?

Sanchez: For the most part we stayed true to the cutting between the serious and the comic and what Chris originally wrote, in the sense that it keeps the audience guessing, which is a nice rhythm to work with. You're in this situation between these two characters and then you're immediately shifted out of it and you're wondering what they're doing when they're not on screen? That said, it was a process of trying to see what worked cinematically through the structure and the rhythm of the cuts. We did a lot of back-and-forth, watching it with different people to see how they reacted to it, where they laughed, and where they felt uncomfortable. In the core of what Christopher Shinn wrote, that rhythm is there. We just took it and tried to make it as cinematic as possible.

Guillén: For a film that's so emotionally complex, I much admired the film's rich layering that created its emotional texture. In terms of sound, I was impressed with Michael McMenomy's sound design, which served to further characterization. I especially took note of his choice to layer the sound of a dribbling basketball during Dexter's love scene with Abigayle (Aja Naomi King). The melancholy of a fading high school basketball career was compressed into that sound. Can you speak a bit to working with McMenomy to further the film's narrative through sound design?

Sanchez: Yeah. I'm not sure if there's a specific method we had working on the sound design except that we had a lot of very good source material to work with. We shot in locations that had a lot of ambient noise. That particular location, the basketball court, we had lost our original location for that shoot the day before we were going to shoot it and so we had to improvise with the location, which none of us were particularly excited about. But it ended up being great and worked visually. The sounds effects that were naturally in the film helped. A lot of the scenes were like that. In one of the parking lots we shot in, there was the sound of a train that ran behind the lot. That was something we could use.

In terms of working with Michael, what he brought to it was to take the elements that we had and heighten them ever so slightly to make it feel like a film, and not just rushed noise coming at you. It was challenging. Michael is a talented sound designer and the film's sound design developed from our repeatedly watching the film together and talking about how we wanted the film to go. There was a certain atmosphere and space that I wanted the sound to have that he accomplished quite well.

Guillén: Another element you folded into the film's textural background was the work of AIDS-deceased artist Darrel Ellis. Can you speak to why it was important for you to include his work as a visual element in the film? As indieWire noted: "Ellis projected family photographs on to irregular plaster forms and photographed the results, the distortions symbolizing the turmoil within his family." Was it as comment on family dysfunction that you incorporated Ellis here?

Sanchez: When we were talking about what we wanted to do with the house that Joe and Abigayle inhabit, it was obvious that we needed to figure out what the look and feel of that house was going to be. I'm a huge fan of Darrel's work and what he did and—because one of the film's executive producers runs his estate—we gained a lot of access to his work. Because of that, I spent a lot of time with that work and knew the story of Darrel and what he was doing with his work and also his life story, which was incredibly moving.

Darrel is an untapped genius that nobody really knows about and I thought it was a great opportunity to include his work in the film, not only because the work itself when you see it speaks to his experience as an African American gay man, but reinterpreting his past and his own family and reappropriating it into this work was such a powerful statement for me. But I also wanted it to be something that if you stilled the movie to look at a shot of it, you could ask, "What is that?" Even though it could be just something in the background for somebody else. It was a real privilege to be able to use his work. I thought that if there was anything I could do to bring his work into the public view, it would be a great opportunity. In a sense, it adds a layer to the internal being that Joe and Abigayle are feeling about the dissolution of their own family, and why that is happening. It adds an extra layer to that house and their relationship. Liza Donatelli, the production designer I've worked with for a long time, did a great job of placing that work deliberately to echo the family experience that Joe and Abigayle were having in that house.

Guillén: I respect and applaud your impulse to recover his work within your film. It's admirable.


Reading the Tribeca piece regarding the influences on the film, you referenced a monograph for an exhibition entitled "American Standard: (Para)Normality and Everyday Life," organized by Gregory Crewdson at the Barbara Gladstone Gallery in 2002. You mentioned how you liked the exhibition's exploration of an "American tradition of art that explores the intersection of everyday life and theatricality." Can you expand on that intersectional tension between the everyday and the theatrical?

Sanchez: What became immediately apparent when I began working on this movie was that it was a movie that took place at night. That visual aspect of driving around in an American town at night can seem innocuous and normal; but, if you look at it through a different lens—let's say, smoking some pot, or being down and out—the location can start to seem incredibly huge in scope, particularly in the way it's lit. When I saw that exhibition, the theme of that show was pointing to a puritanical American tradition of taking an innocuous location and pointing out what makes it weird and freaky, and also hidden. That spoke to me and gave me the seed of an idea of trying to use the spaces and the shadows of the locations in the town where we were working to create something like that. All the characters in the film have neighbors, they live in houses, they go to school or their job, but their hidden lives are transgressive. I suspect a lot of Americans share such hidden lives. Another American tradition is to try to keep those things as hidden as possible, which "American Standard" spoke to. That exhibition was a visual influence and a behind-the-scenes philosophical influence. I bought the monograph and that little book served me well in the making of this film because I was able to share it with my DP and the production heads for the film to get them to—not just catch a specific visual vibe that I wanted for the film—but to give them a sense of the internal feeling I was going for.

Guillén: Along with the film's experiment with the visual theatricality sifted from everyday environments, another evident challenge whenever adapting a play is how to adjust the theatricality of the language. My first thought watching Four was how naturalistic the language sounded and, thus, I was surprised when a couple of critics complained that the language sounded stagey. How did you go about shifting the tone of the language from theatrical to natural, or again, was that already negotiated in Shinn's script?

Sanchez: Chris does have a way of writing dialogue that's naturalistic, especially if you read the play Four. There's a lot of stuttering, a lot of ums and uhs, and it seems that's important for him to capture in the language. With that said, I wanted to preserve the essence of the cadence in that language that he wrote, which was special, delicate and beautiful; but, also, to translate that into a cinematic form. To do that, often times you have to be judicious about what you use and what you don't use and how much time you're spending with these characters to—at a certain point—maximize the tension and drama of telling a cinematic story.

Language can work very differently in theater because often times we expect the characters to talk because that's what they have to work with on stage, that's what they have to tell the story, whereas with film you can use the camera to tell certain things that you can't use in the theater. Chris gave me a lot of freedom for the most part to be able to make choices with his material that would make it work as a movie. Those can be difficult decisions to make, in terms of what to use and what not to use, but in certain scenes—in particular, the initial driving scene between Joe and June—the play had a lot more dialogue in that scene than I actually used in the film. I felt it would be a disservice to the audience watching that scene if they became bogged down in a lot of talking and missed experiencing the emotion of what was happening, y'know? I had to delicately balance my love for what Chris had written with what would actually work on the screen.

Guillén: We've talked about Joe, we've talked about June, we've talked about Dexter and so I'd like to approach the character of Abigayle, played by Aja Naomi King. You stated in an earlier piece for indieWire that you were attracted to Shinn's script for Four because it inspired you to delve into "family relationships in a world where they can be hidden and shamed into a sort of habitual denial." This made me consider Abigayle's denial. Why would she not confront her father after seeing him in a car with a boy? Especially when she's bearing the brunt of caring for her depressed mother? Her backstory is less pronounced and not so evident on the surface. Can you speak to her character and what you were wanting to show in her story?

Sanchez: As far as the choice of not having Abigayle confront her father, often times family situations are predicated upon a certain secrecy. You can be trained to turn that stuff off. By the film not talking about it, it preserves the beast, the stability in a way, even though it's a kind of false stability.

Abigayle is a young woman who is struggling to be her own person. She's struggling to accept certain truths about her parents. In the course of the evening in which we catch up with her, her relationship with Dexter almost forces her to either break out of that family situation or to not. By her choosing not to, we're seeing a lot of the pain and sadness of what's happening with her family. She feels incredibly trapped. I suspect a lot of people feel trapped in the family situations they're in because they don't want to cause pain or disrupt a family member who might be struggling with something that's causing a lot of problems. If I were to have shown Abigayle confronting Joe, Four would have become a different movie. Again, what I really wanted was to drop the audience into this situation to experience what these people are experiencing. And I wanted the audience to leave the film questioning why these people are who they are. Four is not a story that's wrapped up with a little bow at the end, which is part of what makes it challenging and provocative to audiences. It leaves them with tension. It asks them to question their own lives. Abigayle represents a form of denial. She's caught in the middle of it. Abigayle is an incredibly smart and astute young girl and I would hope that she will break out of that situation but it's not for me as a filmmaker to say that's what happens.

Guillén: With that response you've moreorless answered the final question I was going to ask you. You're attentive to audience reception and respectful of what you're hoping the audience will take away from this film. Four premiered in Los Angeles, is screening at Frameline in San Francisco, moves on to open at Newfest, and will continue on the festival circuit. Based upon what you've experienced to date, has audience reception surprised you? Has it tracked with your hopes?

Sanchez: Both. For the most part, the audience reception has been incredibly thoughtful. Four is a film that weighs heavy on people after they watch it, but it's not necessarily a film that does that in a negative way. Definitely people have a lot of questions about it, but there is a certain catharsis they feel watching it. They've been entertained but they've also not been talked down to. They've been provoked to ask questions of themselves. So all in all, it's gone well. Many of the questions that audiences have had were questions I predicted people would ask and others I haven't predicted. Most of the audiences I've come across so far have been willing to have a dialogue about who the characters are and what the story is and why I would want to tell this story. I've been pleasantly surprised with how enchanted the audiences are and how much they want to be a part of talking about the movie.

It seems to me that this is such an important part of the personal experience of going to the movies. Seeing a story happen in front of you with pictures and sound and also with people is part of the cool thing about being a filmmaker and getting to go to festivals and share work with an audience. I get to take part in that experience myself. I'm a movie lover and respect the institution of bearing witness to characters and story. It fulfills an important part of our lives. Film has the potential to be an incredibly powerful vehicle. As a person who's been able to make a feature film to present to audiences, I respect that process so much. I'm sure there will be audience members who ask questions that will challenge me to think about the material in ways I haven't; but, I take it seriously to have as much of a dialogue with them as possible and to be respectful of their need to ask me questions about the material, as well as for them to question the material too.

Guillén: I, for one, Joshua, am very happy that you have put this film out there. It's a film I plan to champion throughout its course. I want to thank you for being so generous and thoughtful with your responses today and I wish you the best at tonight's screening. Again, I regret not being able to be there to help you celebrate.

Sanchez: Thank you very much. It's been fun to talk with you.

FCN 2012: PREVIEW—By Michael Hawley

The San Francisco Film Society (SFFS) reaches the mid-point of its 2012 Fall Season Wednesday night with their fifth annual French Cinema Now (FCN) series. The line-up for this year's seven day, ten-film celebration could be summarized thusly: three crowd-pleasers, five feature directorial debuts and two new works from a pair of arthouse notables. Here's a closer look at what's in store at Landmark's Embarcadero Center Cinema from October 24 to 30.

FCN 2012 keeps it light on opening night with Noémie Lvovsky's Camille Rewinds, a comedy that puts a time-traveling French spin on Coppola's Peggy Sue Got Married. While Lvovsky has directed six features going back to 1994's Oublie-moi, Camille Rewinds represents her first effort as both director and star. Lvovsky the actress is best known stateside for her remarkable supporting roles, of which we've seen plenty in recent months. She appeared in three films at the 2012 San Francisco International Film Festival (SFIFF) (Guilty, 17 Girls and Farewell, My Queen) and played the bordello madam in House of Tolerance, which SFFS screened this summer. Camille Rewinds premiered in Director's Fortnight at Cannes and won that sidebar's SACD Prize for best screenplay, which was co-written by Lvovsky. Reviews have been generally kind, with warm praise for the film's winning performances and 1980's art direction. Jean-Pierre Léaud and Mathieu Amalric appear in cameos and Yolande Moreau (Séraphine) plays Camille's mother. Noémie Lvovsky is expected to attend FCN opening night.

Last year's FCN opened with the delightful Copacabana, starring Isabelle Huppert as a middle-aged hippie-chick getting serious about life. She's in comic mode again with My Worst Nightmare, a new film by Anne Fontaine (Coco Before Chanel), this time playing a snooty art gallery owner who gets turned around by a randy handyman. While I'd willingly watch Huppert recite the proverbial phone directory, reviews for this outing give pause. From Robert Koehler's dismissive, two-paragraph Variety review: "Trucking in the standard situation of an uptight, bourgeois woman letting go around a lusty, clownish working-class man, pic is dated, clunky, indifferently staged and markedly unfunny. It's not all that commercial, either, though it tries so hard to be." Ouch. My Worst Nightmare began its US theatrical run in NYC this past weekend—Bay area audiences must wait until Xmas—and the NY Times' Stephen Holden joined the pile-on, adding that the film's "one joke … yields steadily diminishing returns." Only Lisa Nesselson at Screen Daily offers encouragement: "Huppert, of course, can do control freak narcissism and insensitive bitchery in her sleep and (Benoît) Poelvoorde can personify boorish bonhomie with his eyes closed. But both actors find new riches in stock characters, making them more like real people and less like the caricatures they arguably are." I refuse to believe this won't be some kind of fun.

FCN's third unabashed crowd-pleaser, Stéphane Robelin's All Together, also began its U.S. theatrical run in NYC this weekend and received kinder notices. This dramedy closed the 2011 Locarno Film Festival and concerns five aging, 70-something friends who decide to live out their sunset years under the same roof. Jane Fonda and Geraldine Chaplin make up two-fifths of the quintet, and anthropology student Daniel Bruehl becomes a sixth roommate when he chooses senior communal living as his thesis subject. Variety's Leslie Felperin praises the film's "unfussy, ribald briskness that's characteristic of middlebrow-in-a-good-way Gallic films" and the NY Times' Stephen Holden liked how this "agreeably chipper comedy steers a careful middle ground between sentimentality and farce." This is Fonda's first French-speaking role since Godard's 1972 Tout va bien and I for one am looking forward to hearing her yammer away in American-accented French for 96 minutes.

As I've already mentioned, an unprecedented 50 percent of this year's FCN offerings come from debut feature directors, which would be of concern if it weren't for the festival's track record on spotlighting terrific new talent. (Last year's hilarious Bachelor Days are Over, for example, turned out to be one of my top films of 2011). Sharing opening night honors with Camille Rewinds this year is Djinn Carrénard's Donoma, which won the prestigious Louis Delluc Prize for a first film and was purportedly made on a budget of 150 euros. The Hollywood Reporter's Jordan Mintzer describes the film as lying "somewhere between mumblecore, Cassavettes and Abdellatif Kechiche (Secret of the Grain)" as it "follows the amorous entanglements of various young Parisians—many of non-French origin—as they cope with issues of class, religion and identity in the less-traveled byways of the City of Light." The semi-improvised, 136-minute film is said to be full of long takes, tight close-ups and dialogue so infused with slang it was released in French cinemas with subtitles. So even if you parler français couramment, expect to do a bit of reading.

Director Guillaume Brac still hasn't made his narrative feature debut because his A World Without Women is only 54 minutes long, and is therefore technically a short. Set in a seaside resort town in Northern France, the film follows the exploits of a 30-something schlub named Sylvain as he and his best friend flirt with a vacationing mother and daughter (the latter played by Constance Rousseau, who made her memorable debut in Mia Hansen-Løve's All is Forgiven). The only English-language write-up I could find for the movie was a capsule description for Montreal's Festival du Nouveau Cinéma, which called it "a comedy of gallant seduction" with "magnificent acting" and "a freshness and urgency that calls to mind the films of Jacques Rozier." As someone who fondly recalls the Rozier retrospective that graced 2001's SFIFF, I'm sold right there. When A World Without Women was released in French cinemas, it was double-billed with Brac's previous 24-minute short, Stranded, which also features the character of Sylvain (again played by actor Vincent Macaigne). That's how it will be exhibited at FCN as well.

What would a French film festival be without a heartbreaking portrait of a poor soul struggling on the margins of society? (…he asks without condescension or derision). Louise Wimmer reps the narrative feature debut of documentary filmmaker Cyril Mennegun, heretofore known as the director of 2005's Tahar, the doc which profiled a then-penniless student and future star of A Prophet, actor Tahar Rahim. In Louise Wimmer, TV actress Corrine Masiero gives a critically acclaimed performance as a proud woman who lives in her car, works at menial jobs and battles to secure herself an apartment in public housing. The film, which premiered in the Critics Week sidebar at Venice last year, is described in most reviews as being "Dardenne-esqe," which I'll take as a good sign. I'm particularly intrigued to hear that the music soundtrack largely consists of Nina Simone's "Sinnerman," which plays from a cassette that is permanently jammed in Louise's car stereo.

The two remaining FCN entries from tyro helmers—pardon my Variety-ese—are Elie Wajeman's Aliyah and François Pirot's Mobile Home. The former earned glowing reviews when it premiered in Cannes' Director's Fortnight, and is the story of a Jewish Parisian drug dealer who contemplates a move to Israel as a means to escape his troubled life. The lead role of Alex is played by Pio Marmaï, who impressed as the criminally seductive lothario in Living on Love Alone (SFIFF 2011). He's supported by director Cédric Kahn (Red Lights), making his second-ever on-screen appearance as Alex's mooch of an older brother. Critics appeared less enthusiastic about Pirot's gently comic Mobile Home, in which two immature best friends hit the road in rural Belgium. Reviews run the gamut from "whisper thin" to "pleasantly respectable" to "moderately watchable," although all praise the genial lead performances. Pirot, who is scheduled to attend FCN, is known for the scripts he co-wrote for a pair of Joachim Lafosse-directed pervy psycho-dramas (Private Property and Private Lessons). Personally, I wish the festival was bringing us Lafosse's Our Children¸ a prolicide-themed drama starring Émilie Dequenne (Rosetta) and Tahar Rahim, which received unanimous rave reviews at Cannes and is now Belgium's Oscar® submission.

"Maddening, pretentious, hypnotic and transcendent in roughly equal measure."

"At once utterly direct and infuriatingly opaque."

"Slow cinema at its rawest and most austerely uncommunicative."

Such pronouncements could only have been lifted from the reviews of one filmmaker, Bruno Dumont, arguably the only auteur represented in this year's FCN line-up. One and a half years after its Cannes premiere in Un Certain Regard, his sixth and latest feature Hors Satan is finally coming to the Bay Area, as did its two predecessors, courtesy of the SFFS. To be honest, I haven't really cared for a Dumont film since 1999's Humanité (although Twentynine Palms was great for a laugh), but his vision remains so compellingly singular that I wouldn't dream of not seeing where he's taken it next, given the opportunity. It's interesting to note that in 2012, a year signified by the death of 35mm film exhibition, Hors Satan will be the only FCN film screened in that beloved format (at least according to the Film On Film Foundation's Bay Area calendar). Compare that to last year's festival, where only three out of eleven movies were digitally projected.

Alas, time marches on and so-called "progress" prevails. Even Agnès Godard, whom many consider Europe's greatest living cinematographer, has done the digital deed with FCN's closing night film, Ursula Meier's Sister. The results are pretty damn impressive, or at least they were at a press screening I caught at San Francisco's Variety Screening Room. (Godard talks about the experience of shooting digital in a recent NY Times profile). Sister is Meier's awaited follow-up to Home, a delightfully weird fable about a family living spitting distance away from a super-highway. While that film's final act disappointingly descended into aimless absurdist melodrama, her latest is rock solid and reality grounded. Kacey Mottet Klein, who played the rambunctious kid in Home, is now a cagey 12-year-old thief named Simon who steals and re-sells expensive ski equipment from a luxurious mountain resort. He does it to support his aimless and slighter trashy older sister, played by Léa Seydoux (last seen here as Marie Antoinette's reader in Farewell, My Queen). In the many ski gondola trips Simon takes to and from "work" each day, Meier and Godard make magnificent metaphorical use of the physical space separating the high altitude haves of the ski resort and the have-nots living in the dingy town below. X-Filers take note—Gillian Anderson has a significant supporting role as a foreign tourist. Meier is expected to attend FCN's closing night and anyone who experienced her generous, forthcoming Q&A for Home at the 2009 SFIFF knows this isn't to be missed. Sister is also scheduled to open at the Sundance Kabuki on November 9.

Cross-published on film-415.

NORTH SEA, TEXAS (NOORDZEE, TEXAS, 2011)—The Evening Class Interview With Bavo Defurne

Bavo Defurne was born in 1971. He is a graduate of the St. Lukas Art School in Brussels, and an artist, photographer and filmmaker. He worked as an assistant director on experimental filmmaker Matthias Mueller's shorts Alpsee (1995) and Pensão Globo (1997) and as a set decorator on many films, including Peter Greenaway's The Baby of Macon (1993). He then established himself as an exciting new talent with a sequence of critically acclaimed award winning shorts, including Particularly Now, In Spring (1995), Saint (1997), Sailor (1998) and Campfire (1999). These shorts examined his regular themes of gay love and loss, the body, and the power of nature and silence. North Sea, Texas (Noordzee, Texas, 2011) is his debut feature.

As officially synopsized at the film's Belgian website: "Pim lives in a run-down house in a dead-end street somewhere at the Belgian coast, together with his mother Yvette Bulteel (better known as Yvette Mimosa, local accordion starlet). Life here smells of cold French fries, cheap cigarettes, vermouth and stale beer. Mother Yvette uses her fat Etienne with his lousy grey Fiat as a driver for the nights she has to 'perform'.

"As a kid Pim dreams of a better life, imagining princesses and beauty queens. But when Pim turns 16 he dreams of Gino, the boy next door, instead. Ever since they were children there has been this tension between them. Now Gino is Pim's motorcycling hero. Cold mockery, little humiliations and tiny bits of hope make up Pim's life. No wonder he sometimes flees to his dream world.

"Then one day Yvette leaves with young, hunky Zoltan, the boy from the fair. When Yvette leaves her son alone in the empty house, Pim seizes the opportunity and his dreams become half-truths. Pim moves to the neighbors' house to live with Marcella, his 'second mum'. And with Sabrina, Gino's sister, who circles longingly around Pim. He even sleeps in Gino's bed! But Gino's off romancing and living with a girl from across the border. Dreams never come true. Or do they? On a rainy day Gino returns."

North Sea, Texas premiered at the Montreal World Film Festival where it picked up the FIPRESCI prize for best first feature and the Silver Zenith for Defurne. As reviewed by Variety's Alissa Simon, "The pic benefits from an artful combination of naturalistic performances and attractively stylized visuals, aided by judicious use of an evocative score. The isolated seaside location (unspecified in the film but shot in Ostende) practically becomes a character itself, with gorgeous shots of crashing waves, blowing reeds and empty sand dunes employed lyrically throughout."

Here on The Evening Class, Michael Hawley reviewed the film when it screened at the 36th edition of San Francisco's Frameline Film Festival: "North Sea, Texas has gorgeous widescreen cinematography, eye-catching 1970s art direction, nicely observed moments and fine performances, but the storytelling and tone lean toward overly languid." Hawley is not alone in his critique. At The Guardian, Henry Barnes deems Defurne's debut "engaging, if placid" and writes, "Defurne makes a point of shunning social realism and presents lonely, horny Pim's story through a fog of polished-to-a-glow stylishness. North Sea, Texas looks beautiful, is acted brilliantly, but it's hard to get a hold on when Pim's drifting by in a dream world."

I'm less distracted by the film's dream-like "languidity" and more focused on what seems to be a deliberately cadenced affirmation—dare I say fantasy?—of a love between two boys gently formed from its own organic sense, its own integrity, arising from the chance proximity of being friends living next door to each other, evolving through puberty into recognition and self-awareness, towards a sensual potential for commitment. And all of this without the overworn coming-out narrative tropes that emphasize anguish, guilt, shame and self-laceration. North Sea, Texas admirably skirts such negativities to provide its affirmative coming-of-age fable. Truer to the gradual process by which Pim and Gino become themselves and discover who they might be to each other, languidity strikes me as an appropriate and sensual choice that aptly captures the desires and frustrations of their teenage years. Theirs is not a love story that accidentally happens—it's meant to happen—and Bavo Defurne takes his time and exercises a light touch in capturing the integral rhythm of that meaning; that fantasy of tween love as destiny.

My thanks to Marcus Hu of Strand Releasing—who picked up the film's U.S. distribution—for offering the opportunity to speak with Bavo Defurne during his Frameline appearance. North Sea, Texas opens November 2, 2012, in New York City at Clearview's Chelsea and in Los Angeles at Sundance Sunset (venues subject to change). It opens December 7 in San Francisco and Berkeley at Landmark Theatres.

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Michael Guillén: Bavo, I first became aware of North Sea, Texas at its U.S. premiere in the World Cinema program of the Palm Springs Film Festival, earlier this year. Straight off, I'd like to winnow out the geographical pun within the film's title?

Bavo Defurne: The film is placed in Belgium where it faces the North Sea; the sea between Belgium and England. "Texas" comes from the name of the bar where Pim and his mother go. This combination reflects how this is a world of its own.

Guillén: I presume the Texas Bar was in André Sollie's original children's novel This Is Everlasting (Nooit gaat dit over, 2004)?

Defurne: Totally. In Belgium, just after the Second World War, people were proud of America for helping liberate Europe. Texas, cowboys, and anything American became hip. It was hip to call your bar Texas. There was even a Texas Bar in my village. So there was a Texas Bar in the book, yes.

Guillén: You started your career as a maker of short films, which achieved international recognition. Can you speak to the value for you of starting off with short films? And when you knew you were ready for a full-length feature? What was involved for you in that transition from short to feature-length?

Defurne: I've made many short films, four of which have been compiled on a DVD for Strand Releasing (Campfire). I've shown these short films to a lot of audiences. It's nice to make these little pieces of art to share with audiences. The industry, however, doesn't really consider you as a "real" filmmaker, I would say. The value of making a feature-length film is that it has opened a lot of doors that were not open when I was a shorts filmmaker. The problem with short films is also that you can't really go as deep to develop complex characters; you're always limited to a sketch. What I really enjoyed about making a feature-length film was that I could add characters and that the film was much more than just a boy in love with his neighbor. Of course, that's what the film is about, but it also tells a tale about single mothers struggling to give the most to their kids, and about a sister who discovers that the boy that she loves is in love with her brother. So a full-length feature provides the opportunity to tell a more complex story and that's what I really like.

Guillén: I've pushed Campfire to the top of my Netflix queue and, in the interim, have watched the teasers on your Vimeo channel. Immediately apparent from watching the Vimeo teasers is why many critics have compared your work to such wide-ranging influences as Pierre et Gilles and Sergei Eisenstein. But who do you feel has had the most influence on your filmmaking vision?

Defurne: There's no one in particular. I'm a bit like a sponge. I absorb a lot and it comes out mixed. When I make a film, I put ideas, images and feelings together that have never been put together in this particular configuration, y'know? I love films by Terrence Malick or Carl Theodor Dreyer, but I also love Pedro Almodóvar. These films are all around me and I am in the middle of them. I absorb them and I give something back that is a mix of these influences.

What distinguishes North Sea, Texas from a lot of coming-of-age movies is that—yes, it's a film about first love—but it's really about the other world. It's not really about ache or rejection; it's about love. There are a lot of films that show how teenagers live depressing lives—and I'm sure there are a lot of gay teenagers who have a hard time—but my urge was to make a film that shows the happiness of first love. Too many coming-of-age films become obsessed with negativity and I think it's a good thing to show audiences—whether gay or straight, old or young—more than negativity. Do you know what I mean?

Guillén: Absolutely, I agree. And that's very much why I enjoyed your film. I'm pushing 60 myself but I can still look back and remember what it was like for me at 14 or 15 growing up in Idaho and I recognized similar elements to my own upbringing in North Sea, Texas, namely an atmosphere to how I learned about myself.

Defurne: Oh wow, thank you!

Guillén: Mythologist Joseph Campbell frequently asserted that people are constantly looking for the meaning of life, when actually what they want is an authentic experience of life. You have insinuated that authentic experience as an interiorized one, which the character Pim reflects. In terms of what is authentic, why is the interior life more authentic to you than, let's say, a socially realistic document that is authentic by way of exterior detail?

Defurne: I can't really say why, but this is exactly what I'm interested in. I'm much more interested in an inner world than an outer world. If you want to see the outer world, then open your eyes and look out your window; but, what I want to show people is something about what you see when you close your eyes. That's a world that fascinates me much more. That's why I wanted to be really close to my characters and their emotions and to reflect them in quiet, contemplative scenes where, let's say, Pim is walking or standing in front of his mirror. This goes together with what I said earlier: I didn't want to make another film about the negativity of the outer world. In North Sea, Texas there's no disciplinary school master or bullying school mates or fathers who are against the main character's burgeoning gay sexuality. Several film journalists have described North Sea, Texas as a coming-out film, but I would argue it's not. Pim doesn't "come out". Pim is a young boy who is quite sure about who he loves. He doesn't question who he loves. North Sea, Texas is much more about the inner romantic struggle the characters have. It's emotional, internal, and has little to do with their neighbors, people on the street, or people in their school.

Guillén: It's less a "coming out" narrative than a story about how a young person becomes himself.

Defurne: Totally. Except for Casablanca, a film is rarely shot chronologically. To help my young actor Jelle Florizoone play Pim in the various stages of his development from a kid to a young adult, I had a "code" with Jelle. I told him that Pim would go from princess to prince to king. Any time Jelle would struggle with a scene, with who he was within a scene and how he should play it, I would say, "Remember, Jelle, you're a princess now. Remember, Jelle, you're becoming a king." Jelle was only 14 when we made the film but in the film he had to show the growth from 14 to 17. He had to know what this transformation was all about, which is what the film is all about, a princess becoming a prince becoming a king. At the beginning Pim is weak and fragile, he's experimenting, but by film's end he's stronger than his mom, stronger than the boy he adored, very strong and self-assured indeed, and that's what I liked about this character.

Guillén: That's a lovely way to code this character. Within that context, one of my favorite moments in the film, one which had a visceral effect on me as an audience member, was precisely the moment when Pim transforms from the "princess" at the window with his arms outstretched to the slightly-older prince. This shift from the younger actor Ben Van den Heuvel to Jelle Florizoone who then carries the rest of the film was beautifully accomplished.

Defurne: But there are other subtle changes as well. For example, the character of Pim early in the movie would never fight with and hit Gino (Mathias Vergels) and, thereby, become stronger. Pim in the beginning would never drink a beer, which he does at the end of the film. All of his mementos from being a princess, he eventually burns. It's a story similar to a caterpillar becoming a butterfly. A caterpillar has to go through a lot to become a butterfly.

Guillén: I admired how the film showed how the young Pim fetishized desire by collecting mementos of key sensual experiences that he kept hidden in a shoebox. These experiences seemed more borrowed, even stolen, than freely chosen. For me, this is what marked Pim's transition from a young man who is longing to live life to the young man who takes the necessary steps to actually begin living life.

Defurne: That's completely correct. As you mentioned, he burns all the mementos in his shoe box and seeks to forget them. He doesn't want to live like that anymore. This was something I had to explain to my younger actors. First, I had to explain what "fetishism" meant in a way that a 14-year-old would understand. "Well," I told Jelle, "Pim loved someone and—because he can't reach that someone—he takes things that relate to that someone and ends up loving the things in place of the person." That's what Pim's fetishism is about. It's always interesting to work with young people because sometimes when you explain something like that, it suddenly makes sense for adults.

Guillén: I have to admit that I did the same thing as a young man. When I couldn't reach someone I love, I would secure something of theirs and obsess over it.

Defurne: A lot of young men do! I did too. So did the writer who wrote the book. A lot of people come up to me after a screening to tell me stories about what they collected. It's different in each case but always interesting. I could write a book now about what young people in Europe or South Africa collect from the people they adored when they experienced their first love.

Also, North Sea, Texas is not an autobiographical film, even though I wanted to make a film that a lot of people would feel as autobiographical. Gay or straight, young or old, I hope everyone can in a way relate to what happens in the movie. I remember some weeks ago in London a man came up to me and said, "Well, my first sexual experience happened when I was 28 and so I am not like the kids in your movie at all but I feel happy to have seen the youth I never had." I thought that was heartbreaking in a way, that this man was a virgin at 28; but, on the other hand, I was happy to have shown him a youth he had never had. That's one of the things I hope this film can do. We've all been through development and have had sad and interesting moments in our lives, but watching a beautiful story like North Sea, Texas might help. It's not a film that's 100% sunshine, but there's hope in it and that's important. What excited me when I first read the source novel was that André Sollie was 60 years old and this was his first and only novel, written no less than five years ago.

Guillén: Fascinating. As I mentioned, I'm pushing 60 myself and—having lived a full, rich, sensual life—I now look back at my early innocence to when I started. I'm finding myself not so much nostalgic, not so much wanting to do it again, as I am proud of how fully I've lived my life starting from that innocent place. I've tried to be honest and authentic. I did what I had to do to enter life. Then, as I entered life and matured, my concerns became adult concerns and I put away childish things. But now that I'm older, now that the fire is less blaze and more ember, I find myself looking back to my youth with considerable fondness for where it all began.

Defurne: Me too! I'm now 41 and I have to admit that I couldn't have imagined this story myself. The relationship toward the parent is cynical but mild at the same time. It's critical, but still there's a love for every age and every character in this movie. Even the mother. You could say she's a bad mother because she's always drinking in the bar. Everyone in this film has their positive and their negative sides. Even Pim can be bitchy, unfriendly and a pain the ass. That's a present I can say I got from the novelist. I don't know if this is a story I could have made up now at this time in my life. Maybe in 20 more years I could make up such a story? As you say, these are insights that come from age.

North Sea, Texas is situated at the end of the 1960s and beginning of the 1970s. So it's more about that generation, maybe? But I hope it transcends that. I hope it opens up to young people today and that 16-year-olds like the film too, so that it's not specifically for either 16-year-olds or 60-year-olds, and that everyone in the audience can get the main themes out of it. That fascinates me.

Guillén: Mythically, North Sea, Texas circumambulates around the authentic moment of first love, the original time, or what the ancients used to term illo tempore; in our cultural tradition, the Garden of Eden. First love is really the Garden of Eden and every time you fall in love after that is an attempted return to the Garden of Eden.

Defurne: You never forget first love. It's the most pure expression. When you get older, yes, you fall in love again but you also have a job, and you also have a household, and you also have a social life. But when you're so young, you live in a small world that's seen through a kind of tunnel vision. This tunnel vision is at the same time claustrophobic but also very beautiful and so pure. That's why the film is what it is. It's a film that inflects a hermetic world, a world that's on its own, and a world that you experience by going within and not, as I said, by looking out the window.

Guillén: One of the ways by which you captured that hermetic feel is through the film's impeccable art direction and production design.

Defurne: Kurt Rigolle was my main production designer. He, with all the rest of the crew, helped me and my producer Yves Verbraeken—with whom I work a lot—to create this particular world. I'm very glad that Anton Mertens, my director of photography, and everyone who didn't want to make their film, wanted instead to make this film with its specific aesthetics and the specific rules of this world that motion pictures inhabit: rules about color, about form, about rhythm. I'm really happy that the crew went with that and respected that also.

Guillén: It's my understanding that a lot of the precedent for the film's style came from the novel, which visually provided the cues you needed?

Defurne: Totally. André Sollie, who wrote the novel, is actually a professional painter in the first place and a poet in the second place. He's a novelist only in the third place. So you can see that his world is visual. Sollie is the one who as a little kid made drawings of everyone. He was a bit of Pim in the sense that he created his own world. I needed to respect the beauty of that world and that's why I didn't want the film to be too slick or generic. It needed the visual poetry. I didn't want to kill that. It was the main reason I wanted to make this film and why I think it's different than other films. André had seen my short films. It was exciting to discover that there are these iconic moments in life that reflect coming of age, like two boys on a Suzuki 380 GT motorcycle, or the sharing of a knife in a tent. Those iconic elements were already in my short films, such that André was happy when I wrote him for permission to make a movie out of his book. It helped that he liked my movies and that we were like soul mates. He's very happy with the finished film as well. Of course, as the filmmaker you need the freedom to make your movie and get away from (and not be a slave to) the material. In this case, I stayed very true to the book. I must admit I didn't change a lot. So I guess you could say I haven't been very creative in changing the material. I didn't feel the need there.

Guillén: Well, some might argue that it takes a lot of creativity to be true to the intent of a novel through the medium of film. Your film has brought the novel to life and has served to intrigue me to hunt out the novel itself. What more could a novelist ask from a filmmaker adapting his work?

Obviously, in terms of the "iconic moment" of young love that you referenced earlier, you have a good eye for casting young men who fulfill their iconic function. Jelle was central to grounding the film through his shy introversion; but, I was likewise intrigued by how perfectly cast Pim's objects of desire were: Matthias Vergels was lanky and sensually precocious in the role of Gino, and Thomas Coumans had a lithe electricity as the traveling carny Zoltan. How did you find these actors?


Defurne: It wasn't easy. We worked with many casting directors. For the roles of the young boys Pim and Gino, we auditioned a total of 220 boys. It was a long and quite hard casting. I must say we did find Gino very early in the process, after only about 10 boys we already had him and never found anyone better, but then we needed to find his match, which in some ways made it even more difficult. Also making it more difficult was that a lot of boys didn't dare play the roles, or weren't allowed by their parents. That was painful and openly sad because I had crying young actors calling to say their parents wouldn't allow them to act in this movie. I felt a lot of the dreams of these young boys who wanted to be actors had been broken by the parents.

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But by the end of the casting process, just a few weeks before shooting actually, Jelle auditioned and we knew in a second—the producer, me and the casting director—that Jelle was Pim. The key to that was not only that he was specifically like Pim—though in real life he's a bit different—but, in his real life, Jelle had a big, important background as a professional dancer. It gave him and Matthias Vergels, who was also a professional actor, the freedom to be their characters on set playing their roles, while at the same time I gave them their freedom to be themselves the moment I said, "Cut!" I didn't probe into their private lives. I didn't ask, "Who do you love?" or "What are your sexual experiences?" I avoided that. I avoided talking about my personal experiences, about my personal life, and we used all our time in preparation talking about and living the lives of Pim and Gino and living the love between these fictional characters. Their professionalism really helped.

Guillén: I took note and was touched by your dedication in North Sea, Texas to "all the kids whose parents wouldn't let them take part in this film." That was a lovely acknowledgment on your part.

Defurne: I won't go into detail about private cases, but there were cases that really touched me so much. When I was that age, I didn't know if I would become an actor or a fashion designer. At 14, I didn't even know being a filmmaker could be a profession. But these dreams are so beautiful and as a human being, not a filmmaker, I was deeply touched by seeing boys of that age cry because their dream has been cut short. I couldn't really help in any way because it was a casting after all, not only of the kids but of their parents as well. While I was auditioning the kids, the casting director was auditioning the parents and checking whether or not they were supportive of the project, believed in it and shared the dream of their children to act in it. If some of the boys weren't fortunate enough to have supportive parents like that, I hope they will still see the movie and see the dedication and realize there is still hope for them and that maybe in three to five years they'll be able to live their lives. Fourteen is not the end of the world. You can still pursue a career at 20. I have a friend who's 40 and changed his career to begin acting. It's not a trauma. Life will get better. And that's what I wanted to tell them actually.

Guillén: The portrait of the two mothers was nuanced and compassionate. Pim's mother Yvette (Eva van der Gucht) competes with him, whereas Gino's mother Marcella (Katelijne Damen) has a deeper sense of what will fulfill both Pim and Gino. Can you speak to the importance of profiling the mothers, their characterizations, and how you cast these two actresses?

Defurne: Well, in French you would say la maman et la putain, the mother and the whore, which is perhaps a bit exaggerated in this instance; but, Pim's mother is never home, she's always in a bar, she's always drinking, she doesn't care after her kids, and she never cooks for them. But what's interesting is that Gino's mother is the opposite: she's always home, she cooks, etc. I tried not to judge them. I tried to understand both of them.

I don't think Pim understands his mother. He wants a perfect mother. That's why he's so attracted to the family life of his neighbors where Mama is home and doesn't come home drunk. Children can be simple in their dreams sometimes. Even with Pim's mother where you could say, "Oh, she's a whore; she's always got a boyfriend," I tried to give her her own dreams, hopes and aspirations. When I worked with Eva on that role, she asked me, "Is Yvette a good accordion player or does she suck on the accordion?" I told her, "I think she's a virtuoso." She could have been a big star. Maybe, if she would have lived in Paris, she would have been like Edith Piaf; but, now, she lives in a little shithole somewhere on the Belgian coast. No one cares about her. I wanted to also give her a dream and a reason for being who she is. Her story is what moved me so much in this novel and so—though the film is not an autobiography in the sense that it's about me—whenever I direct a character I always find my key to that character, my relationship to them as human beings with their flaws and their qualities. Everyone has flaws and qualities and I can recognize myself in each and every one of them. In every silly or quirky person in the film, I try to find my relation to them.

Guillén: Marcella's death bed sequence was notably poignant. In a world where gay youth are often rejected by their parents and families—which is such a sorrowful situation—North Sea, Texas exhibits so much hope in that sequence where Marcella clasps the hands of the two boys together, which confirms their love for one another. I want to thank you for that affirmative ending.

Defurne: It's already in the book but I like that too. That scene shows that a lot of parents can't express their love. They can't say, "I accept that you're gay." Maybe they don't really want to talk about it? Maybe they don't have the vocabulary? Maybe their upbringing and education made it taboo to talk about it? But silently they discover there is nothing wrong with their gay children. Silently they accept that their love for their children is universal, whether they're gay or straight, they're still their kids. But they can't really say it with words. That death bed sequence is a scene without words so you can almost make anything of it, but personally I think that she knew it all the way but didn't want to say it, didn't want to make a scene or a drama out of it. Her last words are worthless almost by doing that, by showing the two boys that it's okay that they love each other. That scene moves me a lot. It moved the sound man during shooting. The actors had microphones on their bodies and after shooting he told me we wouldn't be able to use the sound because everyone on set was so emotional and the hearts of the actors were pounding so loudly. But isn't that the magic of cinema? That the emotion is so human that it affects the whole cast and crew? It goes straight to the heart, physically.

HOLEHEAD 2012: PREVIEW

Back for its 9th year "of psychotic savagery and bloody pandemonium", San Francisco's Another Hole In the Head Film Festival (Holehead) runs later this year—November 28th to December 9th, 2012—at its familiar venues the Roxie and Victoria Theatres, with additional screenings at adopted venues the Terra Gallery and the Vortex Room. Boasting 54 films over 11 days, 28 features and 26 shorts, San Francisco's original genre film festival is characterized by a scrappy, DIY aesthetic that eschews big studio content and recent trends towards elevated genre. Holehead's programming remains curatorially committed to the genre's graphic roots in shockploitation, visceral thrills and gleeful mayhem.

For its opening night on Wednesday November 28, Holehead offers the newly remastered 30-year anniversary of Forbidden Zone In Color with Richard Elfman and the beautiful "Frenchy" (Marie-Pascale Elfman). Both are expected to attend the Q&A after the film, which screens at Terra Gallery, followed by a celebratory party featuring the music of Oingo Boingo and the Depeche Mode tribute band For The Masses. The closing night film on Sunday December 9th will be the 2012 German documentary Zero Killed, likewise screening at Terra Gallery.

What follows is a sampling of the festival's line-up, two seen in-cinema at Montreal's Fantasia International Film Festival earlier this Summer, and the rest on screener. Starting with the crossovers from Fantasia, I didn't find Resolution (2012) [IMDb / Fantasia] nearly as horrifying as it was billed to be; but, I certainly found it entertaining for its natural dialogue and irreal alterities. Directors Justin Benson and Aaron Scott Moorhead are clearly having fun making up their careers (and movies) as they go along, which affords for some intriguing experimentation and a no-need-to-explain sensibility that's admittedly refreshing. I laughed more than I screamed; but, for all concerned, that was probably for the best. The "monster" is, perhaps, the context of the film itself, accounting for the directors admitting in their Fantasia Q&A that part of the intended horror was for the audience to become aware by film's end that they have been sitting in the lap of the monster the entire film.

All in all, Casey Walker's A Little Bit Zombie (2012) [official site / IMDb / Facebook / Fantasia] is a Canadian homegrown joint that sets you up for some stoner laughs. Featuring a deranged zombie mosquito infected from having bitten one of the undead, broad comic turns by an ensemble of young Canadian actors, and an ever-entertaining performance by one of Canada's hardest-working actors Stephen McHattie, A Little Bit Zombie has no pretensions about being anything other than what it is: a slapstick zom-com.

Lead Kristopher Turner—with a touch of Steve Carell—does a fine job as our put-upon protagonist Steve dealing with his buzzkill fiance Tina (Crystal Lowe, the girl you love to hate and hate to date), his resentful sister Sarah (Kristen Hager), her thick-necked squeeze Craig (Shawn Roberts), a stinging zombie mosquito that won't die no matter how many times you slap it (uncredited), Steve's developing appetite for human brains, a countryside crawling with zombies, and a vigilante duo: out-of-control living-dead hunter McHattie and his lovely assistant Penelope (Emilie Ullerup). A shout-out to a brief but always welcome appearance by Robert Maillet (Monster Brawl). Hunk Shawn Roberts steals the show with impeccable comic timing (it helps that he has the best lines); but, even eye candy can't ward off the tiresome gay jokes that deflate Trevor Martin and Christopher Bond's otherwise buoyant script. Perhaps if they'd written in a gay zombie mosquito I'd have been a bit more gratuitously amused? My transcription of the Fantasia Q&A can be found here.

Albert Pyun's Road to Hell (2008) [official site / IMDb / Wikipedia] has a Bay Area connection to local writer Cynthia Curnan, a born-and-raised San Franciscan (Curnan is expected to attend Road to Hell's Holehead screening). As the unofficial sequel to Walter Hill's 1984 rock & roll fable Streets of Fire, Michael Paré and Deborah Van Valkenburgh reprise their characters from that film, respectively the roles of Tom Cody and his sister Reva. Road to Hell had its unofficial North American premiere at the Alamo Draft House in Austin, Texas in October 2008 when Pyun screened a work print of the film. More recently, Road to Hell was selected as the opening night film for the Yellow Fever Independent film festival in Belfast, UK, where it won Best Picture and was awarded 8 awards at the PollyGrind Film Festival, including Best Picture, Best Actor (Paré), Best Actress (Clare Kramer) and a Lifetime Achievement Award for Pyun.

The film's ambition is weakened by an uneven command of green screen. Lurid sunset backgrounds waver a bit as the actors deliver their lines. Yet despite these technical flaws, the film has a sufficiently engaging stylishness to offset its failed grasp. The interplay between Paré and murderous vixen Caitlin (Kramer) rewards the patient viewer, even as the protracted musical sequences suggest a shameless promotion of The Roxy Gunn Project. Paré retains his chiseled good looks, albeit in one too many close-ups delivering all-knowing facial expressions. You could do worse for your buck. Concurring with Debi Moore at Dread Central, while Road to Hell will certainly not appeal to everyone, "it carries on its predecessor's highly stylized tradition with vivid surrealism and a healthy dose of over-the-top carnage thrown into the mix. And who knows? Maybe it'll reawaken enough interest in Streets of Fire that the trilogy its creators had in mind back in the 80's will finally come to fruition after all!" At Flickering Myth, David J. Moore articulates the forgiving nature of Pyun's fanbase.  [Ed. Note: Please see the comment below in the comments section.]

Australian director Stephen Amis' The 25th Reich (2012) [official site / IMDb] is an enthusiastic lo-fi genre mash-up full of poorly executed sound and fury. Its frenetic momentum pushes forward an overwrought narrative concerning five US soldiers stationed in Australia in 1943 who are catapulted 50,000 years back in time to retrieve a spaceship, which the Allies need to defeat the Nazis. It's probably the only film you'll ever see where a robot spider buttfucks the protagonist. How he gets up and walks around to finish up the rest of the film is way beyond me; but, this is a fantasy afterall.

Protagonist Kurt Wendell (Jonathan Hansler) gets axed from his job and picks up an ax to vent his frustration in Ryan Lee Driscoll's Axed (2012) [official site / IMDb]. Shades of The Shining abound as Wendell aims his frustration (and his ax) at his family in a tale that encourages President Obama to come up with a solution to the country's unemployment before a rash of indie genre films emerge on the festival circuit thinly guising this social ill.

A religious fanatic (Isaac Williams) opts for a carpenter's hammer over an ax to bludgeon his victims to death for being willing participants in a sinful world in Adam Ahlbrandt's Cross Bearer (2012) [IMDb / Facebook]. The kills are violent and gooey—less funny than Baghead, and less inspired than Timecrimes—but a raw meal for gorehounds and softcore porno enthusiasts who want to see lesbian strippers get their comeuppance. As Patrick Dolan writes at Rue Morgue, Cross Bearer is "chunky splatter" and "like most other slashers, tits and blood take up a lot of the movie's run time but the cliché is addressed openly in a scene where Heather [Natalie Jean] eloquently explains that trashy flicks with mammaries and maiming are simply more entertaining than talky art pieces." The proof's in the brain pudding.

A single-word title by a single-named director articulates the abdominal emphasis of Elias' Gut (2012) [official site / IMDb / Facebook]. Its voyeuristic fetishism recalls David Cronenberg's Videodrome and Crash, purposely intending to elicit a prurient fascination with the perverse. Perversity loves company after all and—like Peer and Timo watching child porn in The Silence (2010)—evil enters through the eye as Tom (Jason Vail) and Dan (Nicholas Wilder) mollify their boring lives with edgy videos that inspire them towards questionable actions. Dennis Harvey punches Gut at Variety: "A psychological thriller requires some psychology as well as thrills, two things almost entirely absent from Gut. Its title isn't the only terse thing about this monotonous quasi-horror tale, which aims for a minimalist intensity by providing precious little character detailing or location color. But those deprivations only make this an unusually dull, suspenseless movie about the fetishistic disemboweling of women, not necessarily an improvement on the lurid, exploitative qualities such films typically sport."

Justin Paul Ritter's The Amazing Adventures of the Living Corpse (2012) [IMDb] involves "a somewhat self-aware zombie [who] takes it upon himself to keep the rest of the walking dead at bay." Though not as cohesive a narrative as one might wish for, the animated visuals are satisfying, especially the Living Corpse himself who achieves an iconicity comparable to that of the Crypt Keeper.

My highest recommendation of the films offered to me to preview would be Mike Malloy's Eurocrime! The Italian Cop and Gangster Films That Ruled the '70s (2012) [IMDb / Facebook]. It just shouldn't be missed! Though perhaps a half an hour too long, this truly creative survey of the poliziotteschi of the '70s utilizes a nostalgically scratchy faux-35mm aesthetic, energized intertitles, effective split screen, and collaged graphics (movie posters, lobby cards, production stills) to profile a genre of Italian films that didn't quite achieve the popularity of spaghetti westerns in the United States but which prove no less fascinating, especially when remembered by such fanboy favorites as John Saxon, Fred Williamson, Henry Silva, Franco Nero, Joe Dellasandro and Antonio Sabàto.

What makes this documentary all the more entertaining is its wry flourishes. When, for example, the film documents the product placement of J&B scotch whiskey, it recognizes the opportunity to list its own sponsors. Or when Fred Williamson discusses the Italian penchant for dubbing, his lips are purposely off-synch. Welcome interviews with dubbers Michael Forest and Ted Rusoff skillfully bring into focus the pros and cons of this Italian shortcut. Reminisces of how actors performed their own death-defying stunts is equally riveting.

Perhaps the highest compliment I can pay a survey such as Eurocrime! The Italian Cop and Gangster Films That Ruled the '70s is that I'm now gnashing at the bit to see the films featured: Franco Nero in High Crime (1973), Chris Mitchum in The Mean Machine (aka Ricco, 1973), Henry Silva in The Death Dealer (aka Almost Human, 1974), Maurizio Merli in Violent Rome (1975), Fabio Testi in The Big Racket (1976), and Ursula Andress in Loaded Gun (1975). It's a pity that one or two of these titles weren't included in Holehead's lineup.

Of the films I'm waiting to see at the festival proper, the U.S. premiere of Barry J. Gillis's The Killing Games (2012) [official site / IMDb] rises to the top of my list, specifically because it invites Bruce Fletcher (now programmer for the Calgary International Film Festival) back to Holehead, which he helmed in its early years. I've missed Fletcher's innovative, often controversial, programming and The Killing Games—reputedly banned from other film festivals for its excessive and twisted violence—promises to please.

For more information on Holehead, please call (415) 820-3907 or click on www.sfindie.com.

PSIFF 2013: LATINBEAT

Sin pregunta, one of my main motivations for attending the Palm Springs International Film Festival (PSIFF)—now in its 24th edition, January 3-14, 2013—is to sample films from Latin America and Spain / Portugal. Unable to attend the Toronto International this past September, I find myself particularly looking forward to catching up with this year's bumper crop of Spanish and Portuguese-speaking films currently on the festival circuit.

I look first towards those films that have been annointed as their country's official submissions to the foreign language category of the 2013 Academy Awards®. Each year, PSIFF's Awards Buzz program highlights a robust sampling of these international submissions and all but four of the "Latin" submissions are screening in Palm Springsthis year. Missing in action are, most notably, Pablo Larraín's Chilean feature No (2012), which won the Art Cinema Award (the top prize in the Directors' Fortnight section at the Cannes Film Festival); Peruvian helmer Rosario Garcia-Montero's The Bad Intentions (2011), winner of the Best Latin American Feature Film at the 2011 Mar del Plata Film Festival (and currently available on Netflix Instant Watch); Rodrigo Plá's Uruguayan entry The Delay (2012); and Venezuelan director Hernán Jabes' Rock, Paper, Scissors (2012). Incorporating PSIFF's program capsules with critical overviews (where available), here's a preview of what will be screening come January.

Clandestine Childhood / Infancia Clandestina (Dir. Benjamín Ávila, Argentina, 2012, 110m)—In 1979, after four years living in exile, a family of dissidents returns to Argentina incognito to fight the military junta from within. Their 12-year-old son Juan has to hide his Cuban accent as he leads a double life, registered in school as "Ernesto" but privy to his parents' guerilla activities. Typical coming-of-age experiences, like advice on girls from his dad and a budding romance with a pretty classmate, occur in a surreal world of guns, ammo, and the constant fear that his family could be found out and destroyed.

Winner of the prestigious Casa de América Award at the San Sebastián Film Festival [and the Coral Award at the Havana International Film Festival], Clandestine Childhood is based on the real-life story of first-time director Benjamín Ávila, whose mother was one of the many thousands of dissidents who "disappeared" in Argentina's Dirty War. Ávila's naturalistic style highlights the humanity of his characters as seen through Juan's eyes; Teo Gutiérrez Moreno, in the lead role, belies his age with a layered and nuanced performance. When the action gets violent, Ávila boldly switches from live action to graphic-novel-style illustrations. Official site. IMDb. Wikipedia.

As Diana Sanchez wrote when she programmed the film at TIFF: "A gripping, intensely personal account of a turbulent time and a meditation on the skewed perceptions of memory—with stylized animation used to depict the street violence that was all too common during the period—Clandestine Childhood blends vivid recollection and imaginative recreation. This exceptional first feature not only captures the spirit and passion of the freedom fighters who gave their lives for a cause, but also gives voice to their children, caught in a battle that was not their own yet rising heroically to the challenge." Sweeping Argentina's recent Sur Awards, presented by the Argentine Film Academy, Clandestine Childhood picked up 10 awards, including Best Film, Best Director, Best Male and Female Leading Performances, Best Male and Female Supporting Performances, Best Original Screenplay, Best Editing, Best Costuming Design, and Best Sound Design. Film Movement has picked up the film for theatrical distribution (PDF press kit).

Despite these accolades, the trades have damned the film with faint praise. At Variety, Jay Weissberg writes, "Designed to highlight the uneasy coexistence between everyday childhood experiences and the intense pressures of living with parents secretly fighting the junta, the pic has strong moments, but is bogged down by a script that regurgitates standard-issue ideas without finding anything interesting to say." At The Hollywood Reporter, Neil Young deems Clandestine Childhood "the latest in a seemingly endless run of features about innocent children coping with the horrors of South American political oppression in the 1970s" and complains that "otherwise Ávila brings very little that's new, surprising or fresh to an already over-filled table—the picture is too mainstream for arthouses, too arty for multiplexes, and outside Argentina, where the wounds depicted are still raw, its best prospects lie as a mid-range festival pick." At Cineuropa, Vitor Pinto is more appreciative: "Instead of showing its characters' political commitment from a dark or predictable angle, the film focuses more on the domestic, family side of the issue. Although the film never hides the dangers of the situation, it chooses to give ample room to humor and radiant happiness personified by Uncle Beto: a character as revolutionary as he is romantic, and played by the Spanish actor of Argentinian origin, Ernesto Alterio. ...As the screenplay moves forward, his character is idealized (as we tend to idealize all those we lose), but this idealization is also, in a way, a homage to all those who have repeatedly brought their encouragement and optimism to the darkest times. This idealization is also clear in other characters, and in other moments of the plot: whether in the ideal way that Juan's first love's dance is filmed, or in the delicious tranquility of his mother's voice when she sings and plays guitar for her fellow activists."

The Clown / O Palhaço (Dir. Selton Mello, Brazil, 2011, 88m)—Actor turned writer / director Selton Mello's talents shine in his second time at the helm in The Clown. Aging circus clown Valdemar has accepted his lot in life as an entertainer and the owner of the Circo Esperança but his son Benjamin is beginning to have doubts about life as a clown. He starts to see fans in unexpected places—the electrical kind. They haunt him and he becomes obsessed with owning one. But in order to purchase a fan on loan he will need a permanent address, so it becomes his mission to seek out a stable job, a home, and maybe even a girl. This whimsical comedy recalls the aesthetics of Wes Anderson with its cultivated visual style and meticulous costuming and set design. Mello embraces this odd story with refreshing creativity and humor. Winner: Best Film, Director, Actor, Screenplay, Cinematography, Music, Cinema Brazil Grand Prize. IMDb. Wikipedia.

 "Remember Alan Moore's Watchmen?", Jacob Vangelisti recalls at Digital Hippos, "Man goes to doctor. Says he's depressed. Says life seems harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in a threatening world where what lies ahead is vague and uncertain. Doctor says 'Treatment is simple. Great clown Pagliacci is in town tonight. Go and see him. That should pick you up.' Man bursts into tears, Says 'But, doctor ... I am Pagliacci.' " Vangelisti concludes: "The film industry does not make enough bildungsroman flicks, The Clown is this. It has peaceful exuberance in this coming of age tale. I'm ready to go to Brazil to find myself. Dance the dance of the eternal clown that is man."

The Snitch Cartel / El Cartel de los Sapos (Dir. Carlos Moreno, Colombia, 2012, 107m)—Based on true events, The Snitch Cartel is the wildly kinetic story of Martin, a poor Colombian boy driven to rise within the ranks of a ruthless drug cartel and to win over the sophisticated Sophia, his first love. Against the violent backdrop of Colombia's drug wars of the 1990s, Martin fights his way into a powerful position within the "Cartel Norte del Valle." He gets his girl, but when the cartel's kingpin is murdered there's a power shake-up and he fears for his survival. He rolls the dice again, accepting an offer from an American DEA agent to serve a short prison term and become an informant, setting in motion a relentless escalation to an explosive finale.

Acclaimed director Carlos Moreno (Dog Eat Dog, All Your Dead Ones) helms this lavish production, shot in five different cities, blending raw and bloody, masterfully choreographed and edited action sequences with a frank and passionate love story. Colombian heartthrob Manolo Cardona (last seen in Contracorriente) plays Martin with power, vulnerability and sex appeal, heading up a cast that features some of the biggest names in Latin American cinema. Official site. IMDb. Wikipedia. North American Premiere.

At The Hollywood Reporter, Stephen Farber summarizes that The Snitch Cartel "is lively but doesn't offer nearly enough fresh variations on the Scarface formula." Farber explains, "The film is adapted from a longer TV miniseries. The compression involved in creating a two-hour feature is obvious and not always very graceful. The film jumps back and forth in time and hopscotches over North and South America as it follows a young man, Martin (Manolo Cardona), who rises to a top position in the Colombian cartel before being forced to become an informer for the DEA. ...To incorporate a lot of information about the various Colombian cartels during a 15-year period, the film relies heavily on voice-over narration, along with printed titles and newsreel footage to sketch the real events of the period. The narrative progresses in fits and starts as well as lumps of exposition, but it’s edited with flair to keep tension building." At The Huffington Post, Dan Lybarger writes, "Despite recounting a volatile era in the Colombian cocaine trade, director Carlos Moreno's take on the aftermath of the battle between the Cali and Medellin cartels after the death of Medellin leader Pablo Escobar features some familiar faces, some adequate action and an odd sense of indifference." Lybarger adds: "While the backdrop offers lots of potential, The Snitch Cartel never really comes to life. Most of the characters are one note and not terribly sympathetic. ...Because we see only fleeting glimpses of what life on the streets of Cali or New York, we learn only fragmentary information about the cocaine trade and its cost. Considering the ongoing cost of the war on drugs, that's as disappointing as a missed shipment." At Awards Circuit, Joseph Braverman wraps it up: "In all, The Snitch Cartel is perfectly serviceable as a slice of international entertainment, one that will titillate the senses of action enthusiasts everywhere. Aside from perhaps the Colombian people themselves, the film lacks the emotional pull to really shake up the masses. ...The film is positioned as one of great importance, but these ambitions are shrouded by high-octane action, a formulaic Hollywood narrative and an abundance of visual pizzazz. The Snitch Cartel is a triumph for international commercialism, but a step back from the all-encompassing thematic power of a great foreign language production."

Checkmate / Jaque Mate (Dir. José María Cabral, Dominican Republic, 2011, 90m)—Television host David Hernandez seems to have everything—a beautiful wife, a big house, fancy car and a beautiful son. But when a caller to his show reveals that he is holding his family hostage, David is forced to watch as his darkest secrets are revealed on live television. A tense story of kidnapping, drugs and infidelity, Checkmate is more than the usual crime drama but a complicated tale of one man's dark past and a city, glued to their televisions, watching his downfall in real time.

This directorial debut for José María Cabral is only the Dominican Republic's fourth ever submission to the Academy Awards but comes at a time when the local industry is booming—recent changes in legislation have boosted production from an average of two features a year to ten last year. Cabral's thriller boasts slick cinematography and a story that only gets more complicated as it progresses. Actors Adrián Mas and Sergio Carlo give breakout performances as the besieged David and his maniacal tormentor. For Fox News Latino, Alexandra Gratereaux interviews Cabral at the New York International Latino Film Festival. Official site. IMDb. Wikipedia.

After Lucia / Después de Lucía (Dir. Michel Franco, Mexico, 2012, 102m)—In the aftermath of a Mexican woman's death in a car accident, her husband and daughter, Roberto and Alejandra, move from Puerto Vallarta to Mexico City, where Roberto plans to open a restaurant. Alejandra quickly makes friends with the popular kids in high school, but when a drunken sexual experience gets recorded and circulated she becomes the object of vicious bullying. She keeps it all a secret from her father, concerned for his state of mind. Roberto's struggle to cope with the loss of his wife blinds him to what's happening to his daughter until it's already gone too far.

Winner of numerous awards, including the prestigious Un Certain Regard prize at the Cannes Film Festival, the searing, intense After Lucia establishes Michel Franco as a major talent. Employing a rigorous and highly personal style that elevates subtext and visual clues over straightforward dialogue, Franco nails the emotionally devastating story, drawing restrained but utterly intense performances from leads Hernán Mendoza and Tessa Ia. Official site. IMDb. Wikipedia.

Shortly after its win at Cannes, David Hudson gathered initial reviews for his Daily (now hosted by Fandor's blog Keyframe), namely National Post remarks by James Quandt; Charles Gant at Variety: "In no particular rush to articulate what exactly his characters are thinking and feeling, or to provide easy mood cues through music (there is none), Franco aims to engage through careful withholding"; and David Rooney at The Hollywood Reporter: "The film is of a piece stylistically with Franco's debut, Daniel & Ana, which premiered in the Directors Fortnight at Cannes in 2009. Austerity and rigorous control are his signature notes, with an unflinching realism marked by extended silences and a distinct preference for conveying information via oblique glimpses rather than in dialogue."

At The Flickering Wall, Jorge Mourinha cautions: "If there is one film you should warn viewers beforehand about, that would be Mexican director Michel Franco's disturbing sophomore effort, winner of Cannes 2012's sidebar Un Certain Regard and a film at moments so unbearable you may well ask whether the director worships at the shrine of Michael Haneke's clinical entomology." Notwithstanding, Mourinha proclaims After Lucia "a work of staggering formal and narrative control."

Blancanieves (Dir. Pablo Berger, Spain, 2012, 96m)—A wildly imaginative re-invention of the Brothers Grimm fairy tale "Snow White", brought to life silent-movie style in gorgeous monochrome. Antonio, a famous matador, is gored by a bull; his wife dies during childbirth. Now crippled, Antonio marries his wicked nurse, who confines him to an upstairs room and treats his daughter, Blancanieves, like a lowly servant. Eventually Blancanieves escapes and joins up with a clan of dwarfs. When they discover her talent as a bullfighter she becomes a sensation, but her stepmother quickly starts plotting to bring her down.

Director Pablo Berger has created a visually dazzling, unique film experience, turbo-charging the language of silent film with thrilling music and dance sequences scored by Alfonso de Vilallonga, and effortlessly shifting in tone from comedic to tragic, knowingly campy to genuinely frightening. Macarena García won the Best Actress Award at San Sebastián for her bright and sexy portrayal of the adult Blancanieves; Maribel Verdú (Y tu mama tambien) is a villain for the ages as the wicked stepmother. Winner: Grand Jury Prize & Best Actress, San Sebastian Film Festival. Official site [Spanish]. IMDb. Wikipedia.

"If The Artist is a love letter to the heyday of Hollywood silent cinema," Diana Sanchez poses in her TIFF program capsule, "then Pablo Berger’s Blancanieves ... is an homage to the sumptuous European silent melodrama. Relocating the Grimm fairy tale to a romantic vision of 1920s Spain and working in atmospheric black and white, Berger takes full advantage of the silent film's expressive potential to depict the golden age of toreros with gory, Goyaesque violence."

At Toronto Screenshots, James McNally writes: "The variety of musical styles along with the use of different rhythms of film editing make Blancanieves a more formally daring film than The Artist. Berger's influences are the masters of silent filmmaking from its latter, more developed stage: Gance, Murnau." McNally generously offers his recording of Berger's Q&A with his TIFF audience. Likewise dispatching from Toronto to The Hollywood Reporter, David Rooney synopsizes, "Spanish writer-director Pablo Berger's reinvention of the Brothers Grimm classic is the most original of the year's Snow White makeovers."

Although none of the above submissions achieved the Oscar® short list for the foreign language category (see Guy Lodge's Hitfix assessment of that controversy), their inclusion in PSIFF's Awards Buzz program remains welcome and admirable. Moving on, of the 76 representative titles in PSIFF's World Cinema Now program, several fall within our purview.

The Dead Man and Being Happy / El muerto y ser feliz (Dir. Javier Rebollo, Spain, 2012, 92m)—Santos (José Sacristán), an aging hit man diagnosed with cancer, reneges on a job he's been paid for and leaves Buenos Aires with a stock of morphine to manage his pain. A much younger woman, Érika, jumps in his car at a gas station and tags along; their journey takes them to a series of fascinating, idiosyncratic locales throughout Argentina, as Santos tries to remember the names of all the people he has killed. Érika is estranged from her family since an affair with her father's cousin came to light on the eve of her wedding; a visit to her family estate builds to a romantic payoff and a dramatic showdown.

Shooting on grainy 16mm film, director Javier Rebollo (Woman Without Piano) cleverly undercuts his weighty dramatic themes with subtle, playful, deadpan voiceovers, striking a uniquely offbeat tone. He gets pitch-perfect performances from his two leads, and takes his time to let their attraction build. Winner: Best Actor and FIPRESCI Award, San Sebastián Film Festival. Official site. IMDb.

At Variety, Jonathan Holland writes: "A dying Spanish hitman makes his final journey through the interiors of Argentina and himself in the quietly surreal, intermittently intriguing road movie The Dead Man and Being Happy. As free-rolling and unstructured as the journey itself, the pic demands submission to the helmer's skewed, ironic take on just about everything his protag encounters, and as with his two previous films, reactions will be divided between those who appreciate Rebollo's look-at-me auteur quirks and those for whom they're cinematic death." Holland continues: "Auds seeking any sense of cumulative dramatic force will be disappointed as the pic moves from one disjointed sequence to another, generating interest as much through the locations themselves (a haunting abandoned spa, a residence for aging former Nazis) as through what takes place there. The final 15 minutes are the most evocative, with a rousing folk song, its lyrics composed by the helmer, powerfully highlighting the difference between legends and the often pathetic realities behind them." Or as Neil Young abbreviates it at The Hollywood Reporter: "A strain of quirkily deadpan humor narrowly steers an ambitiously self-deconstructing screenplay away from becoming just another arid exercise in tricky formal techniques." Matthew Connolly adds at Slant: "At once familiar and enigmatic, The Dead Man and Being Happy feels like a connect-the-dots film with a few lines artfully blurred."

Here and There / Aquí y Allá (Dir. Antonio Méndez Esparza, Spain, 2012, 110m)—Pedro comes home to his wife and two adolescent girls in his home village in Guerrero, Mexico, after several years working illegally in the United States. There's a palpable sense of relief but also some distance from the elder of his two daughters—his absence has taken its toll. Still, he has some savings now, and dreams of starting his own band, the Copa Kings. But a dramatic change—one of those strokes of misfortune that could befall anyone, anytime—reminds Pedro just how fragile life in an impoverished rural community can be, and we're forced to wonder if he can resist the economic argument for leaving his family again and returning "over there".

Winner of multiple awards, including the prestigious Critics Week Grand Prize at the Cannes Film Festival, Here and There establishes first-time director Antonio Méndez Esparza as a rising star of the international film world. He has a masterful ability to draw quiet intensity from simply staged scenes, conveying the unassuming dignity and humanity of his characters. Pedro De los Santos turns in a touchingly subtle and sensitive portrayal of a man who embodies the wider struggles of the Mexican emigrant experience. Official site. IMDb. Facebook.

At Variety, Jonathan Holland observes: "Combining moments of lyricism with a documentary-like feel for truth, Antonio Méndez Esparza's debut feature is far from hard-hitting, aestheticizing its tale with artful ellipses and juxtapositions. But its delicate portrayal of the emotional effects of immigration nonetheless amounts to a punchy social critique." At Indiewire, Eric Kohn adds: "Esparza constructs a family drama with supreme restraint while fleshing out his characters to the point where their problems take root in a fully realized environment where socio-economic conditions pull them apart. It's incredibly uneventful and devastating all at once." And here on The Evening Class, Ryan Lattanzio dispatched from Cannes where he served as a student juror for the Critics Week competition. Lattanzio states: "There is no big drama in Aquí y Allá, not a voice raised, nor even a tinge of hysteria. The people in Esparaza's film understand the smallness of their existence and despite having little money and modest dwellings, they seem grateful just to be alive. Esparaza imposes no agenda on his film. He simply wants us to encounter people in a place we have not seen, and his cast is comprised of non-professional actors whose restrained performances provide the film's naturalist underpin."

La Playa D.C. (Juan Andrés Arango Garcia, Colombia, 2012, 90m)—When their father is killed in the seaside town of Buenaventura, three teenage Afro-Colombian brothers flee the civil war and land in the capital, Bogotá. Their mother's new boyfriend soon kicks them out and they must fend for themselves. The sounds of local hip-hop pour forth from the streets as Chaco dreams of going to the U.S. and Jairo falls into crack addiction and debt. Thirteen-year-old Tomas first tries his hand at cleaning hubcaps, then finds a place for his creative talent working as an apprentice in a barbershop, creating tropas, the elaborate and fanciful hair designs popular with young Afro-Colombian men.

With a probing, hand-held camera and an instinctive feel for the throbbing pulse of his native Bogotá, director Juan Andres Arango brings his highly topical narrative to life with a commitment to social realism. The story is ultimately a hopeful one, eschewing sentimentality but affirming the possibility for youths like Tomas to find their way on the tough streets of Bogotá rather than emigrating or escaping into crime and drug addiction. An official selection of Un Certain Regard at the Cannes Film Festival. Official Site. IMDb. Facebook.

At Variety, Peter LeBruge considers La Playa D.C. "a well-intentioned coming-of-ager strong on ethnographic interest but disappointingly lax on narrative." At The Hollywood Reporter, Neil Young describes the film as "a minutely-observed peek into hardscrabble lives that pours intoxicatingly fresh aguardiente into a rather dusty old bottle." Both critics emphasize Garcia's bold directorial talent, auspicious in how it reflects Colombian filmmaking.

The Passion of Michelangelo / La Pasión de Michelangelo (Dir. Esteban Larraín, Chile, 2012, 70m)—In 1983, as Chilean demonstrations against Pinochet's military regime gathered strength, the government seized upon the strange story of 14-year-old street teen Miguel Angel as a means of diverting attention from the public's growing discontent. In Peñablanca, not far from Valparaíso, the charismatic Angel swore he could see the Virgin Mary at the top of a local hill and, with the government doing all it could to promote this "miracle", hundreds of thousands of people made the pilgrimage to the "holy" spot. Soon Angel had attained rock-star status—with all the perks the term implies—until, inevitably, he fell fast and hard…

Shot on 16mm film for a documentary feel, the film follow the investigation of an increasingly skeptical priest into this affair. Both a cultural critique of what director Esteban Larraín sees as Chile's need for affirmation in the face of a collective inferiority complex and a succinct illustration of Juvenal's "bread and circuses" concept of governmental appeasement, Larraín’s political drama speaks volumes about how the Pinochet years deeply scarred a nation's already fragile psyche. IMDb. North American Premiere.

At Variety, Boyd van Hoeij notes that Larraín's "background in documentary helps lend urgency, immediacy and credibility to the unbelievable tale of a teenage orphan whose supposed contact with the Virgin Mary attracted huge crowds just when the dictatorship needed some popular distraction. Despite an unfocused p.o.v., the pic is a nonetheless a gripping, almost mythical rise-and-fall yarn...." Van Hoeij winnows out "a natural homoeroticism" to the rapport between Michelangelo and Lazaro, one of his "pint-sized disciples", as well as with the village priest Father Alcazar. "[S]omewhat disturbingly, a sexual element also arises in the adored youth's evolving relationship with the kind-hearted Alcazar, who is not immune to temptation. Larraín's sense of restraint is key in making it clear that Michelangelo is starting to experiment with his uncontested authority and, more specifically, the power of his allure, even if the young teen is perhaps a long way away from understanding anything about his sexuality."

The Sleeping Voice / La Voz Dormida (Dir. Benito Zambrano, Spain, 2011, 128m)—Hortensia is an imprisoned Resistance fighter awaiting execution in aftermath of the Spanish Civil War; she's seven months pregnant when her apolitical sister Pepita comes to Madrid to be near her. Pepita finds work in a wealthy Nationalist household and hopes to win custody of the child. An adaptation of the best-selling novel by Dulce Chacón, based on testimony from actual survivors, The Sleeping Voice delves into the horrific conditions inside the prison and the atmosphere of suspicion and paranoia on the outside, as Pepita gets drawn deeper into the underground struggle and falls in love with Felipe, a Resistance fighter hiding out in the mountains.

Director Benito Zambrano (Solas, Habana Blues) has created a gripping dramatic tour-de-force that brings to the big screen, at last, the bravery and determination of the women who lived through some of the darkest years of Spanish history. He gets a searing, career-defining performance from María León (previously best known as a comedic actress) as Pepita, and a beautifully understated turn from Inma Cuesta (Blancanieves) as Hortensia. Official site [Spanish]. IMDb. Facebook.

At Variety, Jonathan Holland observes: "A harrowing drama that transforms the sorry plight of female prisoners in post-Civil War Spain into a bleak examination of man's inhumanity to women, The Sleeping Voice magnificently tells a tale that needs to be told and retold. Shrewdly remaining mainstream while plumbing the depths of grief and violence, this engrossing pic is often unbearably intense in its depiction of atrocities, and affecting in its portrayal of its protags' doomed fight against politics and patriarchy." At The Hollywood Reporter, Deborah Young stages complaints about the film, but admits the "vivid performances by attractive leads María León, who won Best Actress kudos at the San Sebastian festival, and the fiery Inma Cuesta do add interest."

Tabu (Miguel Gomes, Portugal, 2012, 120m)—A rising star on the film festival circuit, Miguel Gomes (Our Beloved Month of August) has fashioned one of the most distinctive and distinguished movies of the year in Tabu, a desperately romantic love story filtered through old age and the remembered past.

The conceit is simple yet original: Gomes begins the film in contemporary Lisbon, where middle-aged Pilar (Teresa Madruga) takes a kindly interest in several elderly friends, including her next door neighbor Aurora (Laura Soveral), whose failing faculties are a cause for concern. This section, "Paradise Lost", then segues into "Paradise", the reminiscence of Aurora's long-lost lover, Ventura, who astonishes Pilar with his tale of passion and murder in colonial Africa in the early 1960s.

Referencing Murnau's film of the same name, Gomes shoots in silvery monochrome, "Paradise Lost" in 35mm, while "Paradise" is on much grainier 16mm stock, and in the style of a silent film melodrama (albeit with sound effects, voice over, and music—including a Portuguese version of "Be My Baby" that will haunt your dreams). This is cinema: whimsical, wistful, and so melancholy even the crocodiles are moved. Official site. IMDb. Wikipedia.

Volumes have already been written about Tabu, clearly one of the year's best. For starters, I recommend David Hudson's critical overview at Fandor. That should keep you busy.

Una Noche (Dir. Lucy Mulloy, Cuba, 2012, 90m)—A young Cuban, Elio, pulls back from his close relationship with his twin sister Lila when he befriends Raul, a sexy, volatile co-worker who dreams of emigrating to Miami. That dream becomes more desperate when Raul gets in trouble with the law, and with Elio's help he sets out to hustle up the equipment and supplies they need to set sail. Lila impulsively joins in the harrowing 90-mile voyage.

First-time director Lucy Mulloy boldly explores a side of Havana never before seen on film, displaying an impressive visual flair and a grasp of the complexities and contradictions in the hearts and minds of today's young Cubans, while the section of the film shot on water is as emotionally intense as it is technically impressive. Winner: Best New Director, Best Actor (Arrecaga and Florian), Best Cinematography, Tribeca Film Festival. Official site. IMDb. Wikipedia. Facebook.

Una Noche premiered at the 2012 Berlin International Film Festival and 2012 Tribeca Film Festival to international critical acclaim. The film shot to international media attention, ahead of its U.S. premiere, when two of the film's lead actors, Javier Nuñez Florian and Anailin de la Rua de la Torre, disappeared on their way to present the film at its Tribeca premiere, reportedly defecting to the U.S. In a highly publicized twist Javier Nuñez Florian and his co-star Dariel Arrechaga went on to win the Best Actor Award even as Florian remained in hiding during the ensuing media frenzy.

At Variety, Justin Chang writes: "Marked by a vibrant evocation of Havana street life and excellent performances from three non-pro naturals, Una noche throws off a restless energy well attuned to its tale of impetuous Cuban teens preparing to make the dangerous ocean journey to Florida. Writer-director Lucy Mulloy's sexy, pulsing debut feature has an undercurrent of ribald comedy that doesn't entirely prepare the viewer for the harrowing turn it eventually takes, but it nonetheless amounts to a bracing snapshot of desperate youths putting their immigrant dreams into action." At Indiewire, Gabe Toro adds: "There's a youthful energy running through Una Noche… [It's] alive and vibrant … at times funny, heartfelt, naughty and nice, a tale of three youngsters who deserve better than the forces that limit them, the corruption that eats away at their powerfully-beating hearts." At Slant, Ed Gonzalez notes: "Lucy Mulloy is a tourist, but she understands Havana's complex sociopolitical situation better than most. Granted unprecedented and unbelievable access to shoot in the city ... the film realistically reveals the largest city in the Caribbean as a maze of history and discontent, it conveys the struggle of its characters to facilitate their escape from their island prison as a ramshackle puzzle desperately pieced together from a hodgepodge of ill-fitting pieces, some stolen, others acquired through bartering. ...Una Noche shines a light on the balseros phenomenon without miring itself in politics, such as discussions of the 'Wet Foot, Dry Foot' policy."

White Elephant / Elefante Blanco (Dir. Pablo Trapero, Argentina, 2012, 110m)—Can a Catholic priest really make a difference in the lives of the poor and destitute who make up his congregation in a Buenos Aires shanty town? Come to that, should he, if it means getting his hands dirty in ways that the Church would surely frown on?

These are the urgent moral questions that confront Father Nicolas (Jérémie Renier—from the Dardennes' The Child and The Kid with a Bike)—when he joins Father Julian (Ricardo Darín, The Secret in Their Eyes, Nine Queens) after a violent, faith-shaking experience in a jungle mission. Working closely with the more experienced and politically astute Julian in his bid to get a long-promised housing development back on track (the eponymous white elephant), Nicolas is exposed to the drug economy, gang wars, and to pretty social worker Luciana (director Trapero's wife and muse, Martina Gusmán). This social and spiritual melodrama carries extra heft because of its palpable authenticity. Everything—even the abandoned, never finished hospital where the priests take up residence—is real, and no doubt that goes for the endemic corruption and exploitation depicted on screen too. IMDb. Wikipedia. Facebook [Spanish].

As Diana Sanchez contextualizes in her TIFF program capsule: "From the haunting, literally incendiary opening sequence to the final stand-off between the police and the slum-dwellers, Trapero keeps the tension at a high boil while also depicting the existence of his marginalized subjects with unerring realism, immediacy and impartiality. Drug addicts, lapsed priests, social activists—all are equal under Trapero's unsparing yet empathetic gaze, demonstrating once again that his interest resides with neither saints nor sinners, but with men." At The Argentina Independent, Melissa Macaya explains further: "In the opening scenes of the film, the viewer is taken to the Elefante Blanco, a massive and dilapidated grey building in the heart of a Buenos Aires villa. The building was once destined to be the largest hospital in all of Latin America but was never finished. After President Juan Domingo Perón was ousted in 1955, the building remained abandoned and became synonymous with stagnant poverty. Elefante Blanco not only serves as the title of the film, but also captures the spirit and tone of the story. Like the building, the people living and working in the villas in and around Buenos Aires find themselves rundown but still standing with hope that things will one day improve. The film takes the audience to this reality and gives them a taste of its bitterness."

Accompanying this healthy representation in the World Cinema Now sidebar, PSIFF offers a few more entries in their New Voices, New Visions programme.

7 Boxes / 7 Cajas (Dirs. Juan Carlos Maneglia& Tana Schémbori, Paraguay, 2012, 105m)—In a crowded outdoor marketplace in Asunción, Paraguay, 17-year-old Victor is offered $100 to deliver seven boxes. A movie nut, he believes that to get famous he needs a cell-phone that shoots video, so he eagerly agrees, but the boxes are linked to a serious crime and a large stash of money, and soon he's being pursued by cops as well as an array of bad guys with sinister agendas. Victor has to use all his wits, with help from his cute friend Liz (who's becoming more than a friend), to stay a step ahead of his pursuers, in an adrenaline-fueled game of cat and mouse.

This low budget first feature by Juan Carlos Maneglia and Tana Schémbori is a breakneck joyride that rivals Hollywood action movies for inventiveness and thrills-per-minute, but also conveys a rich and gritty sense of place, with a range of vivid characters. Meneglia and Schémbori make impressive use of their location, choreographing exciting and elaborate chase scenes using little more than people pushing long, wooden wheelbarrows. Official site. IMDb. Wikipedia. Facebook [Spanish]. U.S. Premiere.

At Variety, Robert Koehler assesses: "Turning the Paraguayan capital's biggest public market into an arena for a wild and cunningly plotted chase movie, filmmaking partners Juan Carlos Maneglia and Tana Schémbori build a rollicking entertainment with 7 Boxes. Certain to be one of the first titles from Paraguay to make a serious dent in the international marketplace, the pic makes a pleasurable surplus from minimal resources and plenty of ironic-comic-violent storytelling energy." At Indiewire, Boyd van Hoeij describes 7 Boxes as "The Fast and the Furious with wheelbarrows" and adds: "Maneglia, who wrote the intricately structured screenplay, excels in keeping the twists and turns coming while keeping all his narrative balls in the air. And the final payoff is a doozy. City of God-like, agile camerawork by commercials cinematographer Richard Careaga is smudgy yet breathtaking, and combined with a pumping score that mixes electronic music and local, traditional instruments it delivers, well, the goods." At Twitch, Kurt Halfyard deems 7 Boxes "genre-film bliss" and claims there are as many surprises in this film "as there are retail opportunities in the market." He concludes, "The storytelling confidence, the unaffectated acting, and, above all, a heightened grasp of plotting and logistics on display in 7 Boxes is astonishing."

Beauty / Nosilatiaj. La Belleza (Dir. Daniela Seggiaro, Argentina, 2012, 83m)—Yola is a teenage maid from an indigenous people, the Wichi, working in a middle-class home in a village in northern Argentina to support her family. Her unique beauty is in her thick, black, waist-length hair. Yola's employer, Sara, is in a bit of a frenzy, planning the ultimate quinceañera for her daughter Antonella. She takes both teenage girls to the beauty parlor and surreptitiously has Yola's hair chopped off to above the shoulder, causing her to fall into illness and despair. The story is intercut with Yola's effortlessly poetic, off-screen monologues in her native language, which reveal a specific, nature-based understanding of the world.

The debut feature from Daniela Seggiaro, Beauty won the FIPRESCI Prize for Best Latin American Film at the Rio de Janeiro Film Festival. Its central image is a powerful metaphor for the small-scale violence and lack of sensitivity toward indigenous people by Argentina's dominant social class, but Seggiaro has a light and confident touch, and elegantly folds her strong polemic into an exquisitely subtle narrative, where characters and choices are far from black and white. Official site. IMDb.

At Variety, Boyd van Hoeij writes: "Scribe-helmer Daniela Seggiaro's deceptively simple debut feature poses as a small-scale domestic drama but contains a subtle yet harsh critique of Argentineans' ignorance and dismissal of the marginalized Wichi people. Like Peruvian helmer Claudia Llosa, whose The Milk of Sorrow copped Berlin's Golden Bear, Seggiaro reps a strong new female voice from South America." At The Hollywood Reporter, John DeFore notes the film's "effect is simple but transporting, particularly powerful thanks to its thoroughly unpretentious delivery. As Yola adjusts to the removal of one more link to her community, the film needs little more than a string of remembered words and a carefully chosen image to suggest an entire culture at risk of losing its foothold in the world." At The Stranger, Anna Minard adds: "Nosilatiaj spends most of its time conveying the larger meanings behind small moments—an unasked for haircut, a glance across a room."

Sadourni's Butterflies / Las Mariposas de Sadourni (Dir. Dario Nardi, Argentina, 2012, 94m)—Not all silent films are created equal, and if it seems a little strange that so soon after The Artist we have two more black and white neo-silents (they both have musical scores) at the festival—the other is Blancanieves, the Spanish Snow White—you may be interested to know first-time feature director Dario Nardi embarked on Sadourni’s Butterflies as far back as 1998.

It just took him some time to find a producer willing to finance a surrealistic melodrama about a circus dwarf jailed for a crime of passion; coming out of prison 10 years later he refuses to play the clown, and decides to go into porn instead. (The right fairy godfather did come along eventually: Don Ranvaud, the man behind City of God, Central Station and Rolling Family.) Trained in animation, Nardi has created a visually stunning film, something redolent of film noir, German expressionism, Tod Browning and Alejandro Jodorowski (El Topo; Santa Sangre). But this is not simply pastiche; Nardi has made a strange and magical movie about identity, alienation, and thinking big—nothing at all like The Artist. IMDb. North American Premiere.

At Screen, Mark Adams writes: "Beautifully shot and structured and packed with funny, strange and memorable moments, Sadourni's Butterflies is always intriguing and unusual with Cristian Medrano impressive as Sadourni, a darkly determined character driven to violence who simply wants to fit into society. It is a complex and self-consciously surreal film, but certainly one that is relentlessly intriguing and stylish."

Wrapping up with PSIFF's documentary sidebar, Mexico is featured twice in the festival's True Stories line-up.

Drought / Cuates de Australia (Dir. Everardo González, Mexico, 2011, 83m)—The stark landscape of a remote stretch of plains in Coahuila, Mexico is as harsh as it is spectacular. The inhabitants of Cuates de Australia—rancheros, mostly—work from dawn 'til dusk every day to eke out their survival, as their water supply dwindles and clouds drift by yielding not a drop of rain. And yet these people maintain their good cheer, with a combination of humility, acceptance, and work ethic. Their connection to the earth and sky seems to give them strength, and the hope for rain and new life—expressed most vividly in a through-story of a young couple expecting their first child—doesn't waver even when they have no choice but to leave their land, temporarily, in a mass exodus.

Drought is the most accomplished work yet from award-winning Mexican director Everardo González. He weaves together his beautifully rounded narrative with unforgettable images of the Cuates de Australia ecosystem: humans, animals, land, and great, God-revealing skies. The richly textured sound design incorporates the gorgeous a cappella three-part harmonies of local folk music. Winner: Best Documentary, Los Angeles Film Festival. IMDb. Facebook.

At Slant, Andrew Schenker writes: "Fixing its gaze on the parched landscapes of rural, northern Mexico and the people who survive the region's unforgiving climes, Drought is a portrait of a community under siege by forces beyond its control and its attempts to go about the daily stuff of life. Employing largely unobtrusive observational camerawork, spliced with a few interviews with the locals, Everado González's documentary brings to the screen both an eye for stark beauty in desolation and a sympathetic look at the citizens of the communal town of Cuates de Australia." At The Hollywood Reporter, Sheri Linden offers: "As he intended, González’s feature transcends the genre of ethnography; he has shaped his eye-opening chronicle with a powerful aesthetic sensibility. Pablo Tamez and Matías Barberis' ambient sound is a fine complement to the visuals. Further heightening the material's impact, to haunting effect, are 1970s recordings of cantos cardenches—folk songs that are, fittingly, named after a type of cactus. With their aching melancholy, these a cappella numbers for three voices are the perfect accompaniment to the understated drama unfolding in this dusty terrain."

Multiple Visions (The Crazy Machine) / Miradas Múltiples, la máquina loca (Dir. Emilio Maillé, Mexico, 2012, 95m)—The mesmerizing images of Mexican cinematographer Gabriel Figueroa (1907-97) catalyze a fascinating master class in cinematographic philosophy in this gorgeous-looking, experimental documentary. Alternating glowing black-and-white excerpts from films shot by Figueroa with sharply composed, sensitively stylized talking-head interviews with 40 cameramen from different countries and generations, director Emilio Maille brings front and center men more used to being behind the lens and finds them, in most cases, highly capable of articulating their craft.

Revered for the great beauty and complexity of his cinematography, Figueroa had a long career in his homeland and Hollywood, working for top-drawer directors including Luis Buñuel, Emilio Fernandez, John Ford and John Huston. He shot more than 200 films, although here Maillé draws solely on his Mexican films from the 1940s, 50s and 60s. The cinematographers discuss a wide range of topics, including the portrayal of emotion through faces; the expressionist terrain of black-and-white; monochrome vs. color; and the future of cinematography in a digital age. Official site. IMDb. U.S. Premiere.

The PSIFF program capsule is largely cribbed from Alissa Simon's Variety review, which also notes: "Maillé removes the film excerpts from their narrative context, stripping them of sound so his interviewees can focus on the essence of the image and the depth of the frame. As he cuts together thematic sequences (for instance, landscapes, women walking, couples kissing, musicians performing, people dancing or sleeping), hypnotic minimalist music composed by Michael Nyman and Manuel Rocha draws viewers into the visuals and elevates their intensity."

A final sweep of the PSIFF lineup reveals a few stray films that don't appear to be grouped within any specific sidebar.

The Cleaner / El Limpiador (Dir. Adrian Saba, Peru, 2012, 95m)—In the midst of a mysterious epidemic, Eusebio (Víctor Prada, last seen in Octubre), a depressed and isolated Peruvian man, cleans up the bloody pools of liquid left behind by the dying. He finds a young boy, Joaquin (Adrian Du Bois), hiding out in an apartment, and brings him home to look after him until he can find his aunt. Eusebio makes eyeholes in a cardboard box, and convinces a frightened Joaquin that if he wears it on his head it will protect him. A tentative trust and sense of caring gradually builds between the two; Eusebio is quietly transformed as the epidemic rages on.

Making an impressive debut feature as writer/director, Adrian Saba shows admirable restraint in letting the relationship between two deeply guarded souls gently unfold, incorporating drily comedic touches and bravura, artfully composed long takes. Prada and Du Bois bring to life the pained humanity of their characters with a remarkably controlled intensity. IMDb. Facebook.

Little World / Mon Petit (Dir. Marcel Barrena, Spain, 2012, 83m)—This inspiring documentary from Spain, winner of the Youth Jury Prize at a prestigious documentary film festival, will be screened for the first time in the U.S. The movie celebrates the buoyant spirit of Albert Casals, a 20-year-old from Spain. A prolific world traveler, Albert decides that he and his girlfriend, Anna, will travel from their home in Barcelona literally half way around the world to East Cape, New Zealand ... and to do so with only 20 Euros in their pockets. The fact that Albert uses a wheelchair is but one more aspect of his life. His mobility is as unrestricted as his sense of freedom and adventure. Official site. IMDb.

At The Hollywood Reporter, Neil Young describes Little World as "heartwarming but without a scintilla of mawkishness" and "a straightforwardly effective introduction to an unforgettable individual and his disarmingly persuasive attitudes to life."

The End / Fin (Dir. Jorge Torregrossa, Spain, 2012, 90m)—Felix takes his girlfriend Eva to a remote cabin in the Pyrenees to meet a group of friends he hasn't seen in 20 years. An initial camaraderie soon turns to finger pointing, as they realize that "The Prophet," a friend who they had played a trick on back in the day, isn't coming. Suddenly there's a burst of light in the sky. All power goes out; there's no cell phone service, cars won't start, watches stop. When the group sets out on foot, it appears that the world has been completely depopulated. The characters disappear one by one, and the film shifts gears again, to a thoughtful meditation on human connectedness and individual identity.

Shot in a spectacular mountain locale, from a script co-written with acclaimed screenwriters Jorge Guerricaechevarría (Live Flesh, Cell 211, The Oxford Murders) and Sergio G. Sánchez (The Orphanage, The Impossible), first-time feature director Jorge Torregrossa has created the rare genre film that's artful and thought-provoking as well as gripping entertainment. The top-notch cast features, amongst others, top Spanish film star Maribel Verdú (Pan's Labyrinth, Y Tu Mamá También). Official site [Spanish]. IMDb. Wikipedia.

TIFF programmer, Diana Sanchez writes: "Brilliantly and relentlessly building the tension to a hair-raising pitch, Torregrossa's end-of-the-world allegory milks its sci-fi conceit for maximum suspense. Framing his protagonists against the majesty of a towering landscape that seems to dwarf the human drama played out beneath its indifferent gaze, Torregrossa transcends the boundaries of genre to offer a profound meditation on a fundamental philosophical question: what does it mean to exist, and to share that existence with others?" The Q&A for The End's TIFF screening is up at YouTube. At Cineuropa, Alfonso Rivera states: "Beneath its appearance of a mainstream film, The End is, more than anything else, an existential film. It speaks of destiny, what we are, wounds from the past, and how we are conditioned by the gaze of those who surround us. ...A melancholy, psychological, and nihilist nightmare that Torregrossa has nourished with his obsessions: ambiguity, suppressed desire, and disenchantment. The result is a film that looks commercial—it is already being compared to the television series Lost—but that hides strong doses of depth." Cineuropa also hosts Rivera's interview with Torregrossa.

LISTS: My 10 Favorite Interviews For 2012

Although I maintain a qualified presence out on the blogosphere, 2012 has been characterized by a decision to scale back film coverage. At 59, I'm rehearsing retirement and finding it to my liking, complete with less time in movie houses, less time at the computer, and more time out in nature with friends, or attending to the silver ailing years of family elders. When I first launched The Evening Class, I was one of the Bay Area's first online accredited journalists. Those early years were fraught with evolving negotiations with publicists and the tension between movies as art and movies as commerce (which, of course, time has shown me is nothing new). This became especially apparent in the two years I served on the San Francisco Film Critics Circle, which (with minor exception) could only consider films in theatrical distribution. I never felt more hobbled as a cinephile. If anything, that experience confirmed for me that I don't want to be a film critic and that the films I enjoy most are usually those I've seen at festivals that never achieve theatrical distribution. Those films—most from the Global South—more than ever demand my attention as a film writer. I allow the Circle to state the obvious.

The cinematic landscape has undergone several dramatic changes in this past year with the so-called "death" of cinema (a euphemism for the commercial forces that have all but done away with 35mm projection in favor of digital) and the advance of streaming platforms over the in-cinema experience. There's no question that leaving the rich movie culture of San Francisco for the cinematic hinterlands of Boise, Idaho has required a shift away from my 35mm in-cinema purism to a compromised reliance on at-home streaming platforms. Although all the main product comes through Boise at our local multiplexes, and our local art house The Flicks offers the safest independent and foreign titles available, access to what I might consider the most artful of films (and the talent that crafts them) requires a little more effort. More than ever, I rely upon film festivals to provide the basic nourishment I need as a cinephile, even as I have reduced the number of festivals I attend. Further, as more and more print magazines shift to online editions (think Newsweek), administering a competitive edge with a blog has become increasingly problematic, to say the least; though I remain thankful for my few but loyal readers.

So why write about film when commercial forces all but strangle the art out of the seventh art? Why write about film when the in-cinema experience wheezes its way towards obsolescence? Why write about film when publicists co-opt and dictate the way writers write? Why write about film when release windows negate the palpable manner by which films need to settle into consciousness to be fully experienced? Why write about film when seemingly hundreds of bloggers enter the arena every day competing for the favor of publicists? These are questions that are easy for me to answer. I write about films because I love films, simply and wholly; they're like tissue and sinew. But most importantly, I write about films because I prize the experience of meeting the individuals who make film, conversing with them about film, and thereby continuing to learn about film and the filmmaking process through them. That's what started this whole project of The Evening Class and that's what continues to fuel it.

In years past, choosing my 10 favorite interviews of the year has been a difficult decision. At my peak when I was attending nearly every press screening and community festival, it wasn't unusual for me to conduct an interview a day. Nowadays, I'm lucky if I do an interview a month, such that it's a bit misleading to characterize the following as my 10 favorite interviews of the year when, in truth, they're my only interviews of the year, minus one or two. But at least there's still 10, and here they are.

Film International has been generous in allowing me to publish a series of interviews with film critics who—after years of practice and in response to advancing trends—have become film historians. This year, concurrent with the University of Chicago's publication of When Movies Mattered: Reviews From A Transformative Decade (2011), I had the welcome opportunity to speak with New York Times "cinephile-critic" Dave Kehr. Previously warned by Thomas Elsaesser not to be too focused on new films and to consider the importance of looking back at the canon to better understand the significant historical complexity of film, Kehr serves as a shining example of a critic-practitioner who cogently understands the value of sifting through the past century for the overlooked and/or forgotten films of yesteryear. His Film Comment column "Further Research"—which seeks to rediscover past auteurs and filmic gems that have been left out of the written record—has become one of my most satisfying reads each issue.

Meeting Mark Cousins in the Palm Springs International (PSIFF) press lounge was sheer serendipity; one of those moments when the Cinema Gods dispense grace. Not only was his Story of Film: An Odyssey (now available on Netflix streaming) a lovely, informative reverie as filtered through Cousins' personal experience with film, but another reminder of the importance of highlighting films that receive disproportionate recognition. Admittedly not a celluloid purist, Cousins—who has no issue with (and in fact embraces) the digital revolution—stressed what to me seemed a more significant point: that with access to rare titles no longer being the issue, how to maintain an interest in film in the face of so much choice is the true challenge. This is clearly what I'm struggling with in my cinephilia and I'm grateful to Mark to providing cues to help me with that struggle.

I also met José Padilha at PSIFF earlier this year, and I was as charmed by his intelligence as I was viscerally thrilled by Elite Squad: The Enemy Within. Generous with his time and thoughtful with his answers, Padilha walked his talk and forwarded me screeners of his films which I'd not seen. It always feels good when a filmmaker willingly shares their work with me.

Another conversation I enjoyed at PSIFF was with Pa Negre's Agustí Villaronga and Isona Passola. Transgressively poetic, yet self-effacing to a fault, Villaronga was clearly enjoying the success of his most recent film. His demeanor belied the marginally perverse violence that characterize his films with a manner near delicate and attentively gentle.

Years of writing about Spanish / Portuguese and Latin American film, particularly through Diana Sanchez's programming at the Toronto International Film Festival (TIFF), paid off when Diana was hired to program the inaugural edition of the Panamá International Film Festival and, in turn, invited me to be part of a core group of international journalists brought in to cover the event. It was a wonderful experience fueled by mojitos and ceviche, and I much appreciated the opportunity to talk to Álex de la Iglesia regarding his latest film La Chispa de la Vida (As Luck Would Have It).

Another inaugural edition of a film festival this year was that of the Sun Valley Film Festival (SVFF). Although I was in San Francisco and unable to attend, Facebook provided a means to get in touch with Jay Pickett who was willing to send me a screener of his film Soda Springs, followed by a telephone interview. Pickett's humility was handsome and he encouraged me to help Idaho's film scene out by continuing to profile personalities in the Gem State involved in film production. To that effect I published an overview of Idaho film production in the summer issue of Fusion, wherein I conflated conversations with local filmmakers Gregory Bayne, Seth Randal, Zach Voss, and Andrew Ellis, along with Idaho film commissioner Peg Owens. There's no doubt in my mind that—based upon this overview—The Idaho Film Office invited me to dispense $30,000 in grants to local film projects. And now they have invited me to attend next year's edition of SVFF. It's becoming apparent that one of the ways I will maintain interest in film is to focus on both regional filmmaking and regional programming.

Last year, Patrick Wang's In the Family knocked my socks off with its brave and unconventional approach towards gay narrative, and this year Joshua Sanchez's Four equally impressed me for depicting gay characters in a sophisticated display of complex motivations. This time I was in Boise and unable to attend San Francisco's Frameline Film Festival; and am, therefore, grateful to Karen Larsen and K.C. Price for sending me several films on screener and for opening up the opportunity to talk to Sanchez by phone.

Boise has no press screenings for local press. This was perhaps the most significant cultural subtraction I had to face when relocating from San Francisco to Boise. Fortunately, at this point I have been working in film coverage long enough to have established strong working relationships, most notably with Strand Releasing. My thanks to Marcus Hu for setting me up to interview Bavo Defurne on the occasion of the Frameline screening of North Sea, Texas. Less a coming out than a coming of age narrative, Defurne's film sparkled with colorful art direction and a poignant depiction of the discovery of love between two boys.

Though I haven't transcribed it yet—I hope to before the year's end—my conversation with Casper van Dien at Montreal's Fantasia Film Festival was a fan boy's wet dream. One of the most beautiful men in the world, Van Dien was on hand to promote the latest installment of the Starship Troopers franchise, along with a minor but satisfying ghost story The Pact (available on Netflix streaming), and proved himself to be a genuine individual, generous with his fans. I usually get nervous interviewing celebrities who are too handsome, but Van Dien was so friendly that he made the conversation effortless; a compliment, by the way, that he in turn paid me at the end of our conversation. Coming soon.

Finally, it was a genuine pleasure to meet and become Facebook friends with William Friedkin on the occasion of his latest film Killer Joe. With a no-nonsense approach and an abiding respect of journalists (he refused to cater to the publicist's allotment of time), Friedkin was as entertaining as his films. My thanks to Danny Kasman and MUBI for publishing the transcript.

PSIFF 2013: NORDIC LIGHT

Having drummed out the Latin beat of Cine Latino at the Palm Springs International Film Festival (PSIFF), I now turn my attention to northern climes with this year's featured series Nordic Light, which focuses on productions from Denmark, Finland, Iceland, Norway and Sweden. Over 20 titles make up the series, including the Academy Award® submissions from these nations, as well as Inuk from Denmark's self-governing island Greenland.

As detailed in PSIFF's press release: "For the Nordic territories, 2012 represented an exceptional year marked by well-deserved kudos going to new talent and familiar faces, culminating in Golden Globe nods for both A Royal Affair and Kon-Tiki. At the Berlinale, A Royal Affair claimed awards for best script and best actor for newcomer Mikkel Boe Følsgaard. At Cannes, Følsgaard's Royal Affair co-star Mads Mikkelsen nabbed the best actor prize for The Hunt, a gripping contemporary morality tale that serves as our Nordic Gala.

"In the fall, too, Nordic pictures continued their winning ways, with Eat Sleep Die from debuting director Gabriela Pichler bagging the audience award at Venice Days and many other awards besides. Another debutant, Mikael Marcimain, landed Toronto's prestigious Discovery Award for his masterful political thriller Call Girl. After screenings in Toronto and Venice, Tobias Lindholm's hostage drama A Hijacking turned into one of the autumn's hot buzz titles."

For this entry I've amplified PSIFF's program capsules with critical overviews, where available.

Call Girl (Dir. Mikael Marcimain, Sweden, 2012, 140m)—Inspired by the 1976 prostitution scandal that led straight to the heart of the Swedish government, Call Girl is a meaty, never sensationalistic political thriller that profits from its slow burn approach. The multi-strand story unfolds against the backdrop of an election season in Stockholm. The politicians are legislating new rights for women even while patronizing underage whores.

Lurking at the center of the plot like some malevolent spider, is busy madam Dagmar Glans (a tour-de-force performance by Pernilla August, clearly reveling in the chance to play a full-blooded but always credible baddie). The clients in her little black book include government officials, foreign ambassadors and criminals. She employs students and housewives in need of ready cash, but she also recruits young teens. Various branches of the police and security service monitor Dagmar's activities; so, too, does a string-pulling government liaison officer. When a devoted young vice sleuth and a retirement-ready homicide cop accumulate evidence to charge her with procurement, not everyone in power welcomes the findings of their investigation. Winner: FIPRESCI Discovery Prize, Toronto Film Festival; Silver Audience Award, Stockholm International Film Festival. IMDb. Facebook. U.S. Premiere.

At Variety, Alissa Simon observes: "Working from a strong script by Marietta von Hausswolff von Baumgarten, Marcimain directs in a confident style, revealing an eye for period detail and a willingness to take time building nuanced characters. Marcimain cut his teeth on several prize-winning TV miniseries and as second unit director on Tomas Alfredson's Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy, all shot by lenser Hoyte van Hoytema, who does standout widescreen work here. ...The superb craft package perfectly captures the gritty realism of a world where glittery sex clubs exist within a stone's throw of somber government offices, and their respective inhabitants often lie closer." At The Hollywood Reporter, John Defore writes: "Despite a good deal of nudity and the occasional (joyless) sex scene, Marcimain's tone is never sensationalistic. A steady (some will say dry) mood persists, with the behind-closed-doors action making a mockery of the politicians, who are seen on talk shows and the campaign trail congratulating themselves for the government's enlightened policies regarding women's liberation and evolving sexual mores. Design and photography capture the era effectively without kitsch, and an excellent synthesizer-heavy score by Mattias Bärjed supplies a bracing, burbling pulse." At Screen, Anthony Kaufman adds that Call Girl pays "powerful attention to mood, period detail and a damning argument about the hypocrisies of Sweden's liberal politic" but qualifies "the film doesn't satisfy the most basic narrative expectations." On YouTube, Elliot Kotek interviews Marcimain and actor Simon J. Berger.

A Caretaker's Tale / Viceværten (Dir. Katrine Wiedemann, Denmark, 2011, 85m)—This provocative parable centers on the bitter custodian of a grim housing complex and the mute, naked woman with healing sexual powers he discovers in an empty apartment. Playing far better than it describes—and not without humor—this is a controversial drama with exceptional performances that won't be to all tastes but which is certain to generate conversation.

Life doesn't seem particularly rosy for misogynist handyman Per. His wife left him. Their son is a junkie. His back hurts, his neck is stiff and the property he manages requires one dirty job after another. Most nights end over beers with whiny, parasitical neighbor Viborg—until fate throws the girl, like some fallen angel, his way. The screenplay by the prolific, versatile Kim Fupz Aakeson (A Somewhat Gentle Man, PSIFF 2011) walks a fine line between exploitation and creativity, but manages to land on the side of art. He makes the woman a different sort of caretaker, while acclaimed theatre director Katrine Wiedemann avoids any moralizing about the story's unusual premise. Be advised: this film contains explicit sexual scenes that some may find disturbing. IMDb. Facebook [Danish].

The PSIFF program capsule is cribbed from Alissa Simon's Variety review. At Nisimazine, Eirini Nikopoulou comments: "Despite Lars Mikkelsen's overwhelming performance which distinctively commands us to delve into the leading character's soul, we will never learn whether Per will love her in sickness and in health. Because this film is not about true love's final destination but about its power to transform anyone who is brave enough to experience it." At the Danish Film Institute (DFI) website, a synopsis and statement by Wiedemann are available for download. At their festival publication FILM, they've also published an interview with Wiedemann.

Curling King / Kong Curling (Dir. Ole Endresen, Norway, 2011, 75m)—When asked why he loved curling so much, a Canadian friend deadpanned, "It's the only sport where you can keep your beer cold just by putting it down." The country's different but the underlying sense of the absurd is the same in Norwegian Ole Endresen's hilarious debut, a comedy about sweeping and throwing rocks that knowingly turns the tropes of the "sports comeback" movie on their collective heads. Some critics have even mentioned The Big Lebowski and the films of Wes Anderson as points of comparison…

A decade ago, Truls Paulson (Atle Antonsen, perfect as a charming slob) ruled the ice as Norway's most obsessive curling champion—so obsessive, in fact, that his finicky ways led to institutionalization. After release, he begins a life of quiet desperation, enduring the imprecations of a bossy wife by losing himself in mundane TV. Until, that is, a friend in need calls him back to the rink. Will anything—his marriage, his sanity, his professional pride—survive this risky return? Director Endresen and actor Antonsen answer this question in high comic style. IMDb. Facebook.

The Deep / Djúpið (Dir. Baltasar Kormákur, Iceland, 2012, 95m)—This real-life survival tale offers a powerful, authentically elemental depiction of an incident that still haunts the Icelandic psyche. When rust-bucket fishing trawler Breki put out to sea in March 1984 an accident with the trawl caused the boat to capsize in rough waters. The entire crew was swept overboard into the cold, dark Atlantic. To the horror of shy, paunchy 20-something Gulli, the others, including his best friend Palli, quickly succumb to the elements. Calmed and comforted by the seagull wheeling above him, Gulli swims and talks, telling the bird about the unfinished business that he wishes that he could live to complete. He miraculously survives six hours in the freezing ocean, ultimately reaching safety.

"At the end of Kormákur's masterful blend of sound and fury, the real-life fisherman tells national television, 'No one is really bothered by this thing happening.' Thing? In typical Icelandic fashion, he downplays his unique personal experience; like his character in the film, Gulli is much more at home talking about the fate of his mates." (Howard Feinstein, Screen International). IMDb. Wikipedia. U.S. Premiere.

World premiering at the 2012 Toronto International Film Festival (TIFF), Kormákur's The Deep was selected as the Icelandic entry for the Best Foreign Language Oscar at the 85th Academy Awards, and achieved the January shortlist. At Tales of OdieNary Madness, the "Odienator" offers up Kormákur's introductory comments from the TIFF premiere. At Entertainment Weekly, Solvej Schou interviews Kormákur. At Iceland Review, Sveinn Birkir Björnsson does the honors.

Eat Sleep Die / Äta sova dö (Dir. Gabriela Pichler, Sweden, 2012, 104m)—Gabriela Pichler, the daughter of a Bosnian and an Austrian, stresses the reality of contemporary Europe in her first feature as writer / director. Eat Sleep Die takes place in rural southern Sweden where lively, spontaneous Rasa Abdulahovic (a vivacious turn from Nermina Lukac) spends her evenings looking after her worn-out father and socializing with her fellow workers from the vegetable packing plant. Rasa can pack 12 bags of lettuce in 45 seconds, but when it's time for the factory cut staff, she is one of first to go.

Without a job, Rasa is forced into an odd world where bureaucracy rules and "confidence coaching" is deemed imperative. Her sense of disorientation and loss of purpose increases when her beloved father goes to Norway to find work. The small-town life that she is clinging to just seems to be getting smaller. She begins to realize that there is a bigger world out there and ultimately she will have to face it. Winner: Audience Award, Venice Film Festival Critics' Week; Grand Jury Prize (New Auteurs), AFI; Best Actress and Golden Giraldillo, Seville European Film Festival. IMDb.

At Fandor, Dave Hudson has highlighted the critical response from Venice and Toronto. I might add James McNally's Toronto Screen Shots characterization of Eat Sleep Die as "a portrait of working-class life that feels documentary-like in its realism, but with real warmth between its characters." McNally hails Lukac's performance as "remarkable" and adds: "Playing this rough tomboy with a herculean work ethic, she's nothing short of magnetic, especially in her reactions to the drudgery of unemployment and the inanity of the local job center's efforts to help." McNally generously provides his recording of Pichler's TIFF Q&A. At Flickering Myth, Oliver Davis concurs: "The film is so naturalistic—with its handheld camera, location shooting and lack of recognizable faces—that everything works like a poetic documentary. There are definitely subtexts of immigration, xenophobia and recession if you're in the market for them. But on first viewing, the characters—even Pappan—are harmlessly absorbing." At The Hollywood Reporter, Stephen Farber writes: "The director may rely too heavily on her handheld camera, but this technique gives the film unmistakable energy that keeps us involved throughout Rasa's turbulent journey."

Either Way / A´ annan veg (Dir. Hafsteinn Gunnar Sigurðsson, Iceland, 2011, 85m)—Two highway maintenance men in the barren wilderness of 1980s Iceland find themselves at a literal and figurative crossroads in this terrifically endearing comedy. Serious thirty-something Finnbogi (played by co-writer Svein Ólafur Gunnarsson) wants to use his spare time to improve himself. Meanwhile, his younger, hot-to-trot brother-in-law Alfred would prefer to drive hours to civilization and go clubbing. At first, they gall each other as they paint white stripes on the roadway far from other human contact. But ultimately their barely civil tolerance evolves into real friendship as they support each other through romantic travails. The gorgeous visuals favor long takes, wide frames and moving shots that allow the acting to carry the story. Incidentally, director David Gordon Green is working on the U.S. remake. Winner: Best Film, Torino Film Festival; Best Supporting Actor, Cinematography and Costume Design, Edda Awards. Official site. IMDb. Wikipedia. Facebook.

At Variety, Alissa Simon writes: "Wisely employing the harshly beautiful landscape as the third principal character, tyro helmer Hafsteinn Gunnar Sigurðsson highlights human vulnerability and the struggle to create something meaningful and lasting."

A Hijacking / Kapringen (Dir. Tobias Lindholm, Denmark, 2012, 110m)—What a year it has been for Tobias Lindholm. This spring, The Hunt, a film he co-scripted with Thomas Vinterberg was one of the Cannes Film Festival's best-received competitors. In the fall, his second film as director, the tense thriller A Hijacking, turned into one of the buzz titles at the Venice Film Festival. The William Morris agency just signed to represent him and the film keeps collecting festival prizes.

When Somali pirates board a Danish cargo ship and demand a ransom for the safe passage of the crew, the shipping company CEO rashly decides to handle the negotiations himself—after all, he reasons, he's a cut-throat deal-maker by trade. His confidence is not shared by the hostages as days in cramped, increasingly fetid confinement drag into weeks with no release in sight. Lindholm's low-key, documentary style makes their dilemma all too believable. This is impressive, gripping moviemaking straight from the news headlines. Winner: Best Film, Thessaloniki Film Festival; Best Actor, Abu Dhabi Film Festival; Audience Award, AFI. IMDb. Wikipedia.

At Variety, Guy Lodge asserts: "Hostage thrillers are all-too-often shrill affairs, with clock-watching screenwriters wringing maximum melodrama from spiraling disorder. Not so Tobias Lindholm's superb A Hijacking, which actually grows more chillingly subdued as its nightmare scenario unfolds. A fictional but sweatily plausible account of a Danish cargo ship ambushed by Somali pirates in the Indian Ocean, which alternates between tensions onboard and in the Copenhagen negotiation chamber, it's a formidable sophomore feature from the already accomplished writer-helmer." At The Hollywood Reporter, Neil Young adds: "Lindholm again collaborates with key personnel from R [aka R—Hit First, Hit Hardest, (2010)], chiefly cinematographer Magnus Nordenhof Jønck and editor Adam Nielsen, in a production which exudes impressively steely control on all levels. We shift back and forth between the sleekly modern Copenhagen office-suites and the Rozen, the below-decks atmosphere on the craft turning miasmic as the men cope without access to basic hygiene facilities." At Screen Daily, Mark Adams deems A Hijacking "a masterful exercise in building the tension, never resorting to quick dramatic tricks and keeping the tone appropriately serious as the clock keeps on ticking." At FILM, Per Juul Carlsen interviews Tobias Lindholm.

The Hunt / Jagten (Dir. Thomas Vinterberg, Denmark, 2012, 111m)—A parent's prime responsibility must be to protect his or her child. The same goes for a school and its pupils; a community and its children. So when first one, then another, and finally several infants all imply that kindergarten teacher Lucas (Mads Mikkelsen) is a pedophile, he's immediately ostracized, a pariah in the small town where he himself grew up and made a life. Only one thing, though: the charges are false, the result of a single, silly lie that spins far out of control and contaminates the perception of anyone it touches.

In his most successful film since The Celebration, Dogme co-founder Thomas Vinterberg remorselessly turns the screws on Lucas, showing how easily public opinion can embrace the blood lust of a lynch mob, and testing how even a fundamentally good man responds to such malignant stress. This probing psychological drama is as gripping and cathartic as any thriller, with a searing performance from Mikkelsen at its core. Winner: Best Actor and Ecumenical Prize, Cannes Film Festival. IMDb. Wikipedia.

Lots has been written on this film and Dave Hudson has gathered up the best of the Cannes coverage at Fandor. Also at Fandor, Sean Axmaker admits The Hunt had him "knotted up in anxiety and frustration"; but, also had him reflecting "on the far more ambiguous and complicated reality of Andrew Jarecki's Capturing the Friedmans, elements of which The Hunt clearly appropriated." At Twitch, Kurt Halfyard proposes: "When I see the Zentropa logo come up in front of a film, my knee-jerk reaction is that the film will be a provocation. After all, Lars von Trier is not only one of the co-founders of the company that deals in that sort of cinema, but he created the Dogme95 movement with Vinterberg as well. ...The curious thing about the picture is that despite it being an act of empathy for Lucas, even if his only flaw is casual aloofness, it is equally a savage attack on all the women in town. ...If von Trier turns his women (Antichrist notwithstanding) into otherworldly martyrs, Vinterberg seems to be aiming for shrews. ...I cannot wait to read the inevitable Women's Studies PhD thesis on this movie. Zentropa does it again!" DFI offers an interview with Vinterberg and profiles Mads Mikkelsen.

The Hypnotist / Hypnotisören (Dir. Lasse Hallström, Sweden, 2012, 122m)—Based on the international bestseller by Lars Kepler, the first in a series featuring Detective Inspector Joona Linna, this dose of Nordic noir from director Lasse Halström (Salmon Fishing in the Yemen, PSIFF 2012) marks his first Swedish production in 24 years.

In the middle of a dark December night, psychiatrist Erik Maria Bark (Mikael Persbrandt, In a Better World, Everlasting Moments) receives a call from a hospital in Stockholm. DI Linna (Tobias Zilliacus) needs him to communicate with an unconscious youth through hypnosis, enabling the police to question him. They must learn who brutally murdered his parents and younger sister, in order to track down and save his older sister before it is too late. It has been ten years since Erik last practiced hypnosis, and he promised never to do it again. When he finally allows himself to be persuaded, a violent and inexplicable course of events starts to impact his life and his family. IMDb. Wikipedia. North American Premiere.

At The Hollywood Reporter, Neil Young's bottom line is: "Lasse comes home—but Mr Hallström's clumsily plotted Swedish policier is more lukewarm than chilling." At Variety, Boyd van Hoeij expands: "What Hallström brings to the table is a solid direction of the actors and several gorgeous, high-angle shots that firmly place the story in its Swedish context, particularly Stockholm. But his work with rookie feature cinematographer Mattias Montero is otherwise just OK, allowing a lot of light into the lens and often flattening the picture, with a subsequent loss of detail in the darker areas. Editing by Thomas Tang and Sebastian Amundsen is uneven at best; the rapid, disorientating cuts used to signify flashbacks or visions stand in jarring contrast to the otherwise unenergetic approach to the material. Score is serviceable but pretty character-free." At Movie City News, Dave Poland conducts a video interview with Hallström.

I Belong / Som du Ser Meg (Dir. Dag Johan Haugerud, Norway, 2012, 117m)—First time director Dag Haugerud has a distinctive way of observing human beings and the dilemmas that daily life offers. Playful and nuanced, I Belong is an extremely Norwegian tragicomedy about three women who have a small soft-spot in their personality, and are hit hard when their idiosyncrasies meet the light of day.

A nurse gets into a dispute at work because she switches to speaking English when she gets nervous. A translator compromises her integrity when persuaded to translate a book she doesn't believe in. A financially struggling elderly woman and her daughter are humiliated when a well-to-do relative offers a gift of one million kroner. I Belong shows how what may seem like something of little importance to one person can seem like a grand disaster to another. It's about people who mean well, but end up hurting one another. And about how those who act on integrity and feelings are seen as troublesome in a society where the ideal is to behave rationally. IMDb. North American Premiere.

Inuk (Dir. Mike Magidson, Greenland, 2010, 90m)—It's rare enough to see a film from the frozen country of Greenland, but to see one as accomplished and visually exciting as Mike Magidson's coming-of-age drama is a pleasure indeed. Magidson makes thrilling use of sweeping vistas and wide-open snowy landscapes in this eco-friendly tale of one teenaged boy's coming to terms with his Inuit heritage.

As a child, Inuk (played as a teen by newcomer Gaba Petersen) witnessed his father's death in a tragic dog-sledding accident. Since then he has lived with his increasingly alcoholic mother in the capital, Nuuk, cut off from his former life in the wilds. When social services finally steps in, Inuk finds himself living near his traditional home and paired up with taciturn hunter Ikuma (Ole Jørgen Hammeken), whose attachment to the land and knowledge of traditional ways offer a glimpse of a different life for the troubled teen. Harnessing the dogs, the odd couple embarks on a seal-hunting expedition (a visceral sequence handled with style and verve by Magidson) and Inuk comes face-to-face with his past. Winner: Best Film, Director, Editing, Savannah Film Festival. Official site. IMDb. Wikipedia.

At Variety, Jay Weissberg writes: "U.S. helmer Magidson and French co-scripter Jean-Michel Huctin aim to touch on multiple interconnected themes, encompassing not just changing lifestyles and personal tragedy but global warming as well. While the pic at times feels as if it's trying too hard to incorporate all the expected hot-button topics, it generally manages to does so without feeling overly preachy. The bare-bones outline is more or less a template shared with other films about indigenous peoples, yet Inuk still reps an appealing, well-crafted look at a little-seen community."

Jackpot / Arme Riddere (Dir. Magnus Martens, Norway, 2011, 90m)—Tightly scripted by director Magnus Martens from a story by Nordic noir maestro Jo Nesbø (Headhunters, PSIFF 2012), this blackly comic caper unspools at a rollicking pace. Opening with a literal bang and filled with jaw-dropping twists, the story alternates between the investigation of a messy crime scene at stripper bar Pink Heaven and flashbacks showing how sole survivor Oscar wound up there, bloody and terrified, beneath a fat woman's corpse.

In small town Norway, near the Swedish border, Oscar supervises troublesome ex-cons as they produce artificial Christmas trees. When he joins three of his charges in a soccer betting pool, the quartet defies the odds and winds up with a winning ticket. But given the personalities involved, it stands to reason that the multi-million kronor payout won't be split four ways, and that the factory's wood chipper and nail gun will be put to nefarious use. Cinephiles and thriller fans will delight in this stylish and fast-paced action-comedy, with its spot-on performances, inspired albeit gruesome gags, crack comic timing and barbed dialogue. IMDb.

PSIFF's program note is cribbed from Alissa Simon's Variety review. At The Hollywood Reporter, John Defore expects Jackpot to attract remake-rights attention but cautions, "success with such worn-out tropes would be tough to replicate, especially considering how much entertainment value comes via idiosyncratic performances from its Norwegian cast." Specifically, "a wry, skeptical performance out of Henrik Mestad (as the detective investigating the murders) that's so off-kilter we don't need Fargo allusions—a gag with the recycling plant's plastic-shredder one-ups that film's wood-chipper scene—to tell us how seriously, or not, to take the action." At Slant, Nick Schraeger dismisses the project as "a wannabe-early-[Guy]-Ritchie effort, full of colorful miscreants, seedy milieus, sex and profanity, and quick-cut flashbacks and narrative focus jumps from one nefarious character to another. ...Feigning both fatalistic cynicism and happily-ever-after hopefulness in equal measure, it's merely a grim retread cast in a two-decade-old mold."

Kon-Tiki (Dirs. Joachim Rønning, Espen Sandberg, Norway, 2012, 118m)—More than half a century ago, young Norwegian adventurer Thor Heyerdahl became one of history's most famous men with the Kon-Tiki voyage, an astonishing journey of 4300 nautical miles across the Pacific Ocean on a balsawood raft. His filmed record of the journey won the Academy Award in 1950. But it didn't tell the whole story…

A handsome and charismatic figure, Heyerdahl developed a theory that Polynesia had been settled by peoples travelling east from South America, not west from Asia as previously thought. No one in the scientific community took him seriously. After an American professor joked he should try sailing from Peru to Polynesia on a balsawood raft, Heyerdahl realized that is what he must do. Christening his raft Kon-Tiki after a sun god, Heyerdahl set sail with five daring crew. Only one knew how to sail. Even though he was afraid of water and couldn’t swim, Heyerdahl was willing to sacrifice everything and everyone to prove himself right. This gripping true-life adventure tale from the directing team behind PSIFF favorite Max Manus is Norway's most lavish feature film to date. Official site [Norwegian]. IMDb. Wikipedia. Facebook.

At the L.A. Weekly, Michael Nordine writes: "Like a lot of historical reenactments, it's often concerned with demonstrating what an exceptional fellow its protagonist was, which doesn't help convince us that he might not survive the Ahabic excursion he's imposed upon himself. Just because we already know the destination doesn't mean the journey shouldn't be as exciting as possible." At The Hollywood Reporter, Sheri Linden adds: "This retelling of a bare-bones enterprise by six men took a crew of hundreds, and the results are nothing if not polished, with handsome period detail and visual effects that are convincing, if sometimes ostentatious. The widescreen lensing (the film was shot mainly in and around Malta) doesn't overdo the sense of wonder and, with a strong assist from the sound design, conveys the men's vulnerability to the elements. But too often the directors ride the surface rather than plumb the story's depths, relying on a score by Johan Söderqvist that abounds in obvious cues. Those signals of danger and grandeur emphasize the otherwise streamlined script's heavy-handed lapses." YouTube sports the film's AFI Q&A session.

The Last Sentence / Dom Over Dod Man (Dir. Jan Troell, Sweden, 2012, 125m)—From the director of PSIFF audience favorite Everlasting Moments comes a dramatic and poetic true story about a man who could not be silenced. The Last Sentence weaves together a psychologically insightful love story with a portrayal of the tenuous political situation neutral Sweden found itself in during the Second World War, and proves that at 81, the esteemed filmmaker Jan Troell is still at the height of his powers.

Torgny Segerstedt (Jesper Christensen) was one of the leading journalists in Sweden in the 20th century. As managing editor of the Gothenburg economic daily Handelstidningen, he fought a one-man battle against Adolf Hitler and fascism throughout the war years. It was a difficult fight, only made possible because of his reputation, the power of his conviction and the fact that he had friends in high places, not least among them his lover, the Jewish intellectual Maja Forssman (another tour de force performance from Pernilla August), the wife of his publisher. Exquisitely filmed in black and white, The Last Sentence continues Troell's mission to illuminate history. Winner: Best Director, Montreal World Film Festival; Best Actress (Pernilla August), Chicago Film Festival. Trust Nordisk site. IMDb. Wikipedia.

At Ferdy on Films, Marilyn Ferdinand comments that "this story offers a wonderful example of how necessary a truly free press peopled with brave journalists who will speak truth to power is to creating a just world." She adds: "The Last Sentence is punctuated with war news that has the effect of coming as news flashes that immediately recede into the background as the drama of Torgny's domestic affairs take center stage, yet there is a subtle parallel between the macro and micro in the film. Sweden faces subjugation not only from Nazi Germany but also Soviet Russia when the Red Army invades Finland. A panicked populace hangs onto its gossamer-thin lifeline of neutrality."

Liv & Ingmar / Liv og Ingmar (Dir. Dheeraj Akolkar, Norway, 2012, 83m)—Radiant Norwegian actress Liv Ullmann reflects on her relationship with Swedish director Ingmar Bergman in this personal documentary. The film mixes Ullmann's candid reminiscences and voice-over narration (extracts from her book Changing) with clips from Bergman's films, passages from his love letters to her and luscious archival photos and footage.

Ullmann (at the time a shy 25) first met Bergman, then 46, on the set of his film Persona in 1965. Although both were married to others at the time, their attraction was powerful and immediate. In his letters, Bergman called them "painfully connected." Ullmann left her husband and went to live on Fårø Island with Bergman, later bearing him a daughter. Their fraught affair ended five years later, but their breathtakingly fruitful collaboration and friendship continued until the end of his life. In all, she acted in 12 of his films and directed two of his screenplays. (Ullmann is also featured in this year's suspense drama Two Lives.) Official site. IMDb. Facebook.

At The Hollywood Reporter, John Defore writes: "One of cinema's most significant romances is eulogized with reverence in Dheeraj Akolkar's Liv & Ingmar, which might more rightly be titled Liv on Liv & Ingmar. Cinephiles of a certain age (and younger ones with tastes shaped by the Criterion Collection) will lap it up, and Hallvard Bræin's cinematography is certainly lush enough to justify a big-screen run before the doc gets to video." At The Independent, Kurt Brokaw adds: "Ullmann has fashioned a stellar later life for herself, not only writing and directing but as a traveling UNICEF goodwill ambassador, as the founder and co-chair of the Women’s Refugee Commission, and as the recipient of an honorary PhD from the Norwegian University of Science And Technology. Unlike Ingrid Bergman, whose star was tarnished when she left a marriage for Rossellini, Ullmann's decision to leave her first husband for Bergman may have been lost in the mists of time; it seems unimportant to the actress now. But as Woody [Allen] reminds us, hearts still want what hearts still want, whether in 1949, 1966, or today. Both Ingrid and Liv took their chances, with very different results." Frank Digiacomo interviews Ullmann for Movieline. Bilge Ebiri does the honors for Vulture. At WNYC, Leonard Lopate interviews both Ullmann and Akolkar, as does Melissa Silverstein for Indiewire. On YouTube, David James Friend conducts a video interview with Akolkar.

Marie Krøyer (Dir. Bille August, Denmark, 2012, 103m)—This exquisite-looking period romance is the first Danish feature film in two decades by the Oscar®-winning director Bille August (Pelle the Conqueror; The Best Intentions). Regarded as the most beautiful woman in Denmark in the early 20th century, Marie [Krøyer] was a muse for her husband, the renowned (but mentally ill) painter P.S. Krøyer. They lived in remote Skagen where numerous artists gathered, attracted by the exceptional light and natural scenery.

An artist herself, Marie finds frustratingly little time to develop her talent since she is torn between serving as her husband's favorite model and sometime nurse, homemaker and caring mother to their young daughter. Exhausted by her husband's manic episodes, Marie visits Sweden where composer Hugo Alfvén's dashing looks, admiring words and sexual charisma sweep her off her feet. Since the possessive Krøyer won't agree to a divorce, they try a disastrous menage-à-trois in Skagen. But when Marie abandons her life and social status in Denmark to follow her love to his native land, her dreams are thwarted. IMDb. Wikipedia. Facebook [Danish].

The Danish Film Institute (DFI)'s festival publication FILM offers an interview with August, and another with producer Signe Leick Jensen.

Purge / Puhdistus (Dir. Antti Jokinen, Finland, 2012, 125m)—This gripping adaptation of the prize-winning novel of the same title by Sofi Oksanen looks at the legacy of Soviet oppression in the Baltic nation of Estonia through a sprawling tale of sex trafficking, abuse and betrayal. Two women from different eras are dogged by their own shameful pasts and the dark, unspoken history that binds them.

It is 1994 and the Soviet Occupation has finally ended. A lonely, secretive, suspicious old lady, Aliide has experienced the horrors of the Stalinist period and the deportation of Estonians to Siberia. One night she finds a disheveled, scantily dressed girl collapsed in her yard. It is Zara, who has just escaped from the iron grip of the Russian mafia who held her as a sex slave. As the histories of these two women emerge, we witness the culmination of a tragic family drama of rivalry, lust, and loss. Note: This film has disturbing scenes of violence against women. Official site [Finnish]. IMDb. Wikipedia. North American Premiere.

At The Hollywood Reporter, Stephen Dalton writes: "Purge is a gripping and polished hybrid of contemporary thriller and historical melodrama. It features two interwoven plots: one set in post-Communist Estonia, the other during the brutal early years of Soviet occupation at the end of World War II. ...Jokinen's historical horror story is ultimately less concerned with conflict between nations than with the unending war waged by cruel men against vulnerable women. It is superior gothic melodrama at heart, but feels true enough to have real emotional bite." If Dalton has any complaint, it is that cinematographer Rauno Ronkainen's "visuals may even be too aestheticized in places—scenes of mass execution, torture and rape should not look this pretty."

Road North / Tie Pohjoiseen (Dir. Mika Kaurismäki, Finland, 2012, 110m)—A prodigal father returns to Helsinki to reconnect with the son he abandoned 35 years earlier and con him into a journey towards the Arctic Circle in this jaunty comedy. Overweight and shambling but still charismatic, Leo (Finnish national treasure Vesa-Matti Loiri) has lived to pursue pleasure, always fleeing when he encountered problems. Now, as he nears the end of his metaphoric road, he wants to patch up all the potholes, although in his own unconventional, not necessarily legal way.

His son Timo is a concert pianist, and seems to be Leo's polar opposite: uptight, bound by rules, appointments and a constantly buzzing cell-phone. But out on the highway in the red Catalina convertible that Leo steals for the ride, Timo soon proves a chip off the old block. Director Mika Kaurismäki's best films have dealt with music or road trips. Road North combines both elements along with plenty of heart and was one of Finland's biggest box office hits of the past year. IMDb. Facebook [Finnish].

PSIFF's program capsule is cribbed from Alissa Simon's Variety review. At The Hollywood Reporter, John Defore writes: "The script, cowritten by Kaurismäki and Sami Keski-Vähälä, makes a predictable arc from small revelations to large ones, with breaks for comic mishaps and even a genuinely charming musical number. But while there's a mission behind the trip, Kaurismäki stands at arm's length from clichés about emotional self-discovery and learning to love that which irritates us." Road North is already available for DVD rental from Netflix.

A Royal Affair / En kongelig affaere (Dir. Nikolaj Arcel, Denmark, 2012, 137m)—This compelling, character-driven costume drama illuminates a fascinating chapter in Danish history. British princess Caroline Mathilda (Alicia Vikander, Kitty in Anna Karenina) arrives at the Danish court in 1766 as a naive teen bride, but she is crushed to discover that King Christian is mentally unstable and easily manipulated by the scheming Dowager Queen.

A reformist faction arranges the appointment of Struensee (Mads Mikkelsen), a German intellectual from the provinces, as physician to the pious court. His enlightened methods soothe the troubled king, who makes him his confidant and, eventually, chief minister. Caroline, too, warms to the visionary doctor. Soon they're sharing more than books—and rapidly proposing reforms that benefit peasants and serfs at the expense of the nobility. Although rumors of their intimacy outrages the court, the idealistic Struensee fails to see that it is his challenge to entrenched interests that will spell his downfall. Winner: Best Actor, Best Screenplay, Berlin Film Festival. Official site. IMDb. Wikipedia. Facebook.

At the Chicago Sun-Times, Roger Ebert writes: "The principles of the Enlightenment, which would inspire the French Revolution, first took practical shape in Denmark in the 18th century. The books and ideas of Voltaire and Rousseau arrived there under the arm of Dr. Johann Struensee, a German physician who was hired to care for the young King Christian VII, and eventually took very good care indeed of his comely new queen from Britain, Queen Caroline Mathilde. ... Nikolaj Arcel, the director, makes good use of locations in Prague, everybody's favorite backdrop for a historical European city, and the players and costumes make this look like a historical romance. It's ever so much more, as we discover in scenes that bracket the main action, revealing the tensions and dangers experienced by the brave young queen. Is it too much to suspect that she carried on her affair for reasons of idealism, not lust?" At Variety, Alissa Simon opines: "Surprisingly the first fiction film to treat this subject, A Royal Affair (as scripted by Arcel and Rasmus Heisterberg) try but don't always succeed in balancing this epic love story with political thriller elements as they pack more than five years' worth of momentous events into slightly more than two hours." At Indiewire, Leonard Maltin adds: "Director Nikolaj Arcel, who also co-wrote the screenplay, stages the action in a brisk, modern mode that makes A Royal Affair easily digestible and satisfying." At The New York Times, A.O. Scott suggests otherwise: "Though A Royal Affair is programmatically committed to modernity—to the banishment of superstition and religious authority, to the rule of law and the supremacy of reason—it is in almost every way a decidedly old-fashioned film. This is not necessarily a bad thing. Stately, stagy expositions of history have their place in the world of entertainment, and the acting is both solid and agile, communicating the feelings of passionate people in a passionate time. But the movie also succumbs to many of the vices of the period film: didacticism, excessive length and the tendency to read history as a set of moral diagrams." At FILM, Per Juul Carlsen interviews Arcel.

This Life—Some Must Die, So Others Can Live / Hvidstengruppen—Nogel må dø for at andre kan leve (Dir. Anne-Grethe Bjarup Riis, Denmark, 2012, 122m)—Germany occupies Denmark on April 9, 1940. Although the Danish government decides to cooperate with the occupying forces, some citizens actively resist. Based on fact, This Life tells the story of the Hvidsten group, comprised of ordinary men and women from a village in eastern Jutland who received and hid agents and supplies dropped by British aircrafts. Rivaling the big budget resistance epic Flame & Citron as a Danish box office phenomenon, this intimate, affecting historical drama maintains a tone of simple dignity and national pride. It's an auspicious directorial debut for actress Anne-Grethe Bjarup Riis (best known here for von Trier's The Idiots).

When innkeeper Marius Fiil first organizes a local network to pick up and conceal the men and materiel parachuted in, the risk seems negligible and the work a thrilling adventure. His son, son-in-law and daughters all participate, along with the vet, the miller, a mechanic, and some farmers. But events eventually take a grimmer turn. Bring plenty of tissues! Winner: Audience Award, Hamburg Film Festival. IMDb. North American Premiere.

The PSIFF program capsule is, once again, cribbed from Alissa Simon's Variety review, wherein she expands: "Although the screenplay by Ib Kastrup, Jorgen Kastrup and Torvald Lervad lacks nuance at times, with dialogue heavily foreshadowing events, it achieves considerable poignancy by underscoring the beliefs of a more innocent era. The protagonists discover far too late just what the Reich was capable of. Helmer Bjarup Riis's great achievement is to keep this all from playing as melodrama. She creates and maintains a tone of simple dignity and national pride, worthy of the words written by the prisoners to their families, which are used to heartbreaking effect near the pic's end. Thesping tends toward the one-note but is nonetheless effective." On Vimeo, Cineuropa profiles Bjarup Riis as one of Variety's 10 directors to watch.

PSIFF 2013: BLANCANIEVES (2012)

Attended the Palm Springs International Film Festival (PSIFF) opening night gala screening of Blancanieves, Pablo Berger's take on the Grimm Brothers fairy tale "Snow White". A reminder that there are, perhaps, only so many stories to be told and that an artist is characterized by how he or she tells the story, Berger has remained faithful to the Grimm tale even while bravely introducing new narrative elements, namely an entire bullfighting subtext that specifically inflects his native Spain.

Berger told The Hollywood Reporter: "A famous Spanish photographer, Cristina García Rodero, traveled all over Spain taking pictures of fiestas. ...When her book came out, it fell into my hands. And in this book is a series of photos of bullfighting dwarves. There was so much dignity in the photos. And one of the stories that came to me was Snow White."

He imagined a film that would surprise his audiences with a "high concept"; i.e., a silent, black-and-white film. Blancanieves was already in the can when Michel Hazavanicius released The Artist. Respectful and gracious, even if at first disappointed, Berger understood early on that the two films were distinct from each other—The Artist more an homage to American silent cinema whereas Blancanieves honored European silent cinema—and that the cinematic landscape could support both, hopefully encouraging similar projects for the future now that mainstream audiences are becoming familiar with the essential beauty of silent cinema.

Introducing his film to his PSIFF audience, Berger stated: "I have been waiting for eight years for this moment. The last time I was here was in 2004 with my first film Torremolinos 73. After Torremolinos, I wrote a script called Blancanieves and the first page of this script said, 'This is a black-and-white silent film.' In 2005, this was considered crazy. Now let's talk about who's crazy. Remember The Artist?" Berger then went on to claim: "For me, cinema is to dream awake and to live the life of others. Not to think and just to feel. So for me it would be great if tonight—even if it has taken me eight years to make this film—you can forget your life and live the life of my characters and have a nice dream ... and a few nightmares."

"If The Artist is a love letter to the heyday of Hollywood silent cinema," Diana Sanchez posed in her program capsule for the film's premiere at the 2012 Toronto International Film Festival (TIFF), "then Pablo Berger's Blancanieves ... is an homage to the sumptuous European silent melodrama. Relocating the Grimm fairy tale to a romantic vision of 1920s Spain and working in atmospheric black and white, Berger takes full advantage of the silent film's expressive potential to depict the golden age of toreros with gory, Goyaesque violence."

At Toronto Screenshots, James McNally confirmed: "The variety of musical styles along with the use of different rhythms of film editing make Blancanieves a more formally daring film than The Artist. Berger's influences are the masters of silent filmmaking from its latter, more developed stage: Gance, Murnau." As value added, McNally generously uploaded his recording of Berger's Q&A with his TIFF audience. Likewise dispatching from Toronto to The Hollywood Reporter, David Rooney synopsized: "Spanish writer-director Pablo Berger's reinvention of the Brothers Grimm classic is the most original of the year's Snow White makeovers."

I concur with both McNally and Rooney. What energizes Blancanieves is not only its breathtaking visuals but Fernando Franco's staccato castanet editing and the thrilling music and dance sequences scored by Alfonso de Vilallonga. The film upsets expectations with audiences well familiar with the tale, especially in anticipation of a prince to wake Blancanieves from her cursed sleep, and is far more imaginative and challenging than Tarsem Singh's tiresome Mirror Mirror and Rupert Sanders formulaic costume drama Snow White and the Huntsman. But let's not kid ourselves about Hollywood's hegemony during Awards Season, even when it comes to divvying out technical awards for editing, sound, and costuming. The only chance Blancanieves had of entering that fortress was as Spain's official submission to the Foreign Language category, and, unfortunately, it did not make the short list. At Frocktalk, costuming enthusiast Kristin M. Burke singles out Paco Delgado's designs, which have been overlooked by AMPAS in favor of Delgado's work on the higher-profile Les Misérables. It's unfortunate that he couldn't be nominated for a combination of both films.

Perhaps it's no surprise that accolades for Blancanieves have arrived closer to home. As noted by Dave Hudson at Fandor, Blancanieves scored San Sebastián's Special Jury Prize, with Macarena García sharing the Silver Shell for Best Actress for her performance as Carmen. Further, as reported by Pamela Rolfe at The Hollywood Reporter, Blancanieves has received 18 nominations for the Spanish Film Academy's Goya Awards, to be held February 17 in a gala ceremony in Madrid.

Aggregating reviews for Fandor, Hudson quoted Gonzalo de Pedro Amatria's TIFF dispatch to Cinema Scope: "Berger takes the Snow White tale and rewrites it, mixing low culture with visual references out of high culture (of cinema, specifically). There are references to Jean Vigo, Abel Gance, and Carl Theodor Dreyer, among others, but the film is not just a postmodern compendium of quotes: it's a search into the past to find the forces that led to the cinema of the present. Minus the political overtones of another great homage to old cinema—Miguel Gomes's Tabu—Berger's film is more a tale about envy, love and death, mixing comedy with a great sense of visual spectacle, than it is a reflection about history and cinema."

Hudson likewise mentions Toronto reviews from Roger Ebert ("It is a full-bodied, visually stunning silent film of the sort that might have been made by the greatest directors of the 1920s, if such details as the kinky sadomasochism of the Evil Stepmother could have been slipped past the censors") and Twitch's Jason Gorber ("Kiko de la Rica's photography is often stunning"). Though rating it a B+ at Indiewire, Boyd van Hoeij qualified: "Though perhaps a tad long, this gorgeously shot black-and-white extravaganza has the cojones to think outside the box and comes out on top."

Blancanieves fared well at PSIFF, winning the inaugural Cine Latino Award and its $5,000 cash prize. Sponsored by the Guadalajara International Film Festival (FICG) and the University of Guadalajara Foundation/USA, the Cine Latino Award creates—as Cine Latino programmer Hebe Tabachnik phrased it—"the foundation for a growing cultural exchange between PSIFF and two of the leading organizations in the region." FICG's Festival Director, added: "Being a part of PSIFF and giving this award, has a double meaning for our Festival. On one side we continue to promote that each year, more and better films are being made, and on the other, we're contributing to bring our cinema to the American public." Lic. Raúl Padilla Lopez, President of the University of Guadalajara Foundation/USA, likewise took pride in their involvement: "The University of Guadalajara at Los Angeles with the support of the University of Guadalajara Foundation in the United States of America, Inc., is running an extensive program to extend outreach services to the Latino and Mexican community through the arts and a broad range of cultural activities. We're excited to be able to include the new Cine Latino Award for the best Latino film at PSIFF as part of this program."

Jury members Iván Trujillo, Juan Carlos Arciniegas (CNN en Espanol), and Sydney Levine (Indiewire) selected Blancanieves from 22 eligible films, stating: "A great homage to cinema and storytelling, Blancanieves has reinvented a fairy tale, enhanced it with superb performances, rich in characters of all dimensions to create a tapestry of Spanish society in which faith and fascism vie for control."

"This is a great day for IberoAmerican cinema," PSIFF artistic director Helen du Toit said. "I was delighted that Pablo Berger's magnificent film Blancanieves was selected to receive our inaugural Cine Latino Award. This is Pablo's third time at PSIFF and the third time he has won a prize. In fact, this has been an extraordinary year for Cine Latino cinema at the Festival with new Argentinean director Dario Nardi, winning the Cine Latino award special mention for Sadourni's Butterflies and the New Voices/New Visions jurors selecting Peru's The Cleaner followed by Paraguay's 7 Boxes."

PSIFF 2013: SISTER / L'ENFANT D'EN HAUT (2012)—A Few Evening Class Questions For Ursula Meier

It's been said that childhood cannot wait for the parent to grow up; a sad, unfortunate truth punctuated in Ursula Meier's sophomore feature Sister (L'Enfant d'en haut, 2012), winner of the Silver Bear at the 2012 Berlin International Film Festival, and Switzerland's official submission for the Best Foreign Language Oscar®. Although Sister made the January shortlist, it fell short of the final five.

As Evening Class contributor Michael Hawley wrote when Sister closed the 2012 edition of the San Francisco Film Society's French Cinema Now series: "Alas, time marches on and so-called 'progress' prevails. Even Agnès Godard, whom many consider Europe's greatest living cinematographer, has done the digital deed with ... Sister. The results are pretty damn impressive.... (Godard talks about the experience of shooting digital in a recent NY Times profile). Sister is Meier's awaited follow-up to Home, a delightfully weird fable about a family living spitting distance away from a super-highway. While that film's final act disappointingly descended into aimless absurdist melodrama, her latest is rock solid and reality grounded. Kacey Mottet Klein, who played the rambunctious kid in Home, is now a cagey 12-year-old thief named Simon who steals and re-sells expensive ski equipment from a luxurious mountain resort. He does it to support his aimless and slighter trashy older sister, played by Léa Seydoux (last seen as Marie Antoinette's reader in Farewell, My Queen). In the many ski gondola trips Simon takes to and from 'work' each day, Meier and Godard make magnificent metaphorical use of the physical space separating the high altitude haves of the ski resort and the have-nots living in the dingy town below. X-Filers take note—Gillian Anderson has a significant supporting role as a foreign tourist."

I had a chance to speak with Meier briefly after Sister's PSIFF screening.

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Michael Guillén: It's a rather amazing feat that the two films you have made have both been submitted to the Academy Awards®. Can you speak to how you financed Sister?

Ursula Meier: I had made a TV film for Arte [Strong Shoulders (Des épaules solides, 2012)] and this film was a big success around the world at film festivals. It played at New Directors / New Films and got a very good review, which helped me secure financing for my first film, which was quite expensive for a first film (5,000,000 Euro), featuring a big cast, including Isabelle Huppert and Olivier Gourmet. So this TV film went around the world and won several prizes and—even though it was just a TV film—a lot of people talked about it and that helped me out. My first film Home (2008) was in Cannes Critics Week and did well in the U.S. My second film was co-produced by Switzerland and France and was not as difficult to finance as my first film because it was not as expensive.

Guillén: Much has been said about your use of the Alps to metaphorically differentiate economic stratification. One could say the mountains themselves were a character. Can you speak to that?

Meier: I grew up at the foot of the mountains near the border of Switzerland and France [Besançon, the capital of the Franche-Comté region]. As a child I went skiing a lot because the lifts were just 10 minutes by car. One day I was with a group of children and the ski instructor pointed out a little boy who was on his own who he said was a thief. I was surprised that there could be a thief in such a place, because I had always thought that thieves would only be down below and not up in such a place where rich people were. It's very expensive to ski and to afford a passport into this world under the sky in the sun with snow and so on. So as a child, I asked a lot of questions about who this little boy was and why he was alone, without friends or parents, and why he was a thief? This memory came back while I was writing at a ski resort, but it was just a picture in my imagination.

The topography of this place where I shot the film in Switzerland fascinates me—I shot my TV film at the same place—because it is industrial below and all you have to do is follow the smoke from the factories up to where there is another world where rich people come from around the world to ski. You have people who work in the tower below who never go up on the lift to the slopes, which are no more than 10 minutes from their homes. Cinematically, this was simple yet radical, this vertical view, to talk about our contemporary world. I like to be radical. I made the choice to go more towards a fairy tale, where Simon would take the lift to this other world. The verticality of the lift creates a tension between up and down.

Guillén: Both Home and Sister depict intriguing family relationships. They're almost dysfunctional and yet they survive through the sheer force of love. Can you speak to why this is a theme that interests you?

Meier: That's a very good question and I'm not sure I can answer it because I would have to psychoanalyze myself. [Laughs.] I like to be in the frontier. I like characters who are not the norm and who are marginalized. When I watch characters in films, I like to be surprised. I like when filmmakers mix genres, for example Alfred Hitchcock's The Birds, which is a little bit horror. What's interesting is that these days if you ask, "What is the most important thing in your life?", old people will say, "Family." But if you had asked the same question 20 years before, more people would have answered "work" or "friends"; family would not have been their first choice. But now it seems that family is the last community in our contemporary world that people trust. With so much divorce and the recomposition of families, it's interesting for me to have characters who break the traditional notions of the family. It's a question of love every time. In Home the family members love too much maybe? In Sister, perhaps not enough?

NAGISA OSHIMA (1932-2013)

"I do not like to be called a samurai, but I admit that I have an image of myself as a fighter. I would like to fight against all authorities and powers."—Nagisa Oshima (1932-2013)

In the vast hierarchy of remembrances, I can't help but wonder if Nagisa Oshima's countenance will be included in this year's Oscar® memorial reel? It would be a crime against the senses, if not. Would I have even become familiar with Oshima's work had it not been for James Quandt's traveling retrospective "In the Realm of Oshima", which venued at Berkeley's Pacific Film Archive in the Summer of 2009? More importantly, would I have gained as much insight into Oshima's films without Quandt's informed introductions to several of the films in the series? I think the answer is evident.

On the sad occasion of Oshima's death, I revisit The Evening Class vaults.

James Quandt's PFA introduction to the "In the Realm of Oshima" retrospective.

My interview with James Quandt, parts one and two.

My wrap-up of the PFA retrospective.

My reiteration of the homosexual themes in Merry Christmas, Mr. Lawrence.

Finally, a YouTube clip of Oshima's early short Tomorrow's Sun (Asu no Taiyo).

As for the current outpouring of remorse and appreciation around the globe, I turn as I always do to Dave Hudson's comprehensive compendium of write-ups and obits, hosted at Fandor.

PSIFF 2013—A Hijacking / Kapringen (Dir. Tobias Lindholm, Denmark, 2012)

Piracy off the coast of Somalia has been a newsworthy item in recent years and the 24th edition of the Palm Springs International Film Festival (PSIFF) offered two titles addressing the controversy: Thymaya Payne's documentary treatment Stolen Seas (2011), and Tobias Lindholm's dramatized account of similar events, A Hijacking (Kapringen, 2012). Winner: Best Film, Thessaloniki Film Festival; Best Actor (Søren Malling), Abu Dhabi Film Festival; Audience Award, AFI. IMDb. Wikipedia.

A radio dispatch to corporate offices announces that Somali pirates are boarding their ship The Rozen early on in A Hijacking; thereby stating Lindholm's stylistic parameters, eschewing an action-packed Hollywood-style depiction of the hijack in favor of a controlled focus on what he considers the true drama: the ensuing four months of nerve-wracking negotiations to free the crew. Tensely paced, the film offers a sober glimpse into how such hostage negotiations are conducted, and observes the escalating stress levels both on The Rozen and back in Denmark at corporate headquarters where the ship's CEO (in a crisply-restrained turn by Søren Malling) takes it upon himself to ratchet down the ransom to something his board of directors will accept. A Hijacking places a necessary human face on these negotiations and determines that—though the cost of a human life can be calculated and laid out on a meeting room bulletin board—the long-range expense of demoralized psyches to the individuals involved is inestimable, especially with regard to their personal choices. Cocky at first about his brinksmanship, CEO Peter Ludvigsen (Malling) is whittled down to a slivered stick as the months progress. On The Rozen, the ship's cook Mikkel Hartmann (Johan Philip Asbæk) struggles to maintain his faith that he will ever see his wife and child again, and through his own seemingly innocent choices propels the hostage scenario to its climax. Compelling and intense, A Hijacking confirms Danish skill in eliciting psychological complexity within genre filmmaking, which their American counterparts—reliant on pyrotechnics—can't even begin to touch.

At Variety, Guy Lodge asserts: "Hostage thrillers are all-too-often shrill affairs, with clock-watching screenwriters wringing maximum melodrama from spiraling disorder. Not so Tobias Lindholm's superb A Hijacking, which actually grows more chillingly subdued as its nightmare scenario unfolds. A fictional but sweatily plausible account of a Danish cargo ship ambushed by Somali pirates in the Indian Ocean, which alternates between tensions onboard and in the Copenhagen negotiation chamber, it's a formidable sophomore feature from the already accomplished writer-helmer." At The Hollywood Reporter, Neil Young adds: "Lindholm again collaborates with key personnel from R [aka R—Hit First, Hit Hardest, (2010)], chiefly cinematographer Magnus Nordenhof Jønck and editor Adam Nielsen, in a production which exudes impressively steely control on all levels. We shift back and forth between the sleekly modern Copenhagen office-suites and the Rozen, the below-decks atmosphere on the craft turning miasmic as the men cope without access to basic hygiene facilities." At Screen Daily, Mark Adams deems A Hijacking "a masterful exercise in building the tension, never resorting to quick dramatic tricks and keeping the tone appropriately serious as the clock keeps on ticking." At Filmmaker, Michael Nordine concurs: "The result is as engaging as it is docu-realistic, a triumph of both suspense and restraint." At FILM, Per Juul Carlsen interviews Tobias Lindholm.

01/17/13 UPDATE:A Hijacking has been included in the first seven announcements for New Directors / New Films.

PSIFF 2013—The Hunt / Jagten (Dir. Thomas Vinterberg, Denmark, 2012)

Not only did Tobias Lindholm direct A Hijacking, but he also co-wrote Thomas Vinterberg's The Hunt (Jagten, 2012), which won the Ecumenical Prize at the Cannes Film Festival as well as the Prix d'interpretation masculine (Best Actor) for Mads Mikkelsen. The witch hunts of Arthur Miller's The Crucible are contemporized to chilling, horrifying effect in The Hunt, wherein kindergarten teacher Lucas (Mikkelsen) is falsely accused of molesting the children. The feel of the film is like the moment in Shirley Jackson's The Lottery when the villagers begin to pick up rocks, ravenous for a scapegoat. A powerful central performance by Mikkelsen, bolstered by a strong supporting turn by Thomas Bo Larsen as his disloyal friend Theo, plus a steady-on-course script deliver a harrowing of hell, where hell—as Sartre opined—is other people.

Betrayed by friends, betrayed by his community, Lucas faces the mob mentality with angered, nearly Messianic integrity. It's easy to see where the legend of St. Eustace has reinforced the equation of the persecuted Christ with the hunted deer, especially when Lucas stares down his friend Theo (during mass no less) who then guiltily admits to his wife, "I can see it in his eyes." As the legend goes, Eustace saw Christ's eyes in the eyes of the stag and a cross appeared between his antlers. As if that's not enough, Vinterberg aims straight to the religious core of the symbol in the film's final unsettling sequence.

But as with most legends where moral imperatives one-up rational concerns, The Hunt kept reminding me of Kiyoshi Kurosawa's purposeful exclusion of law enforcement in several of his films in order to allow chaos. Once it's been proven to the police that Lucas is innocent of the charges levied against him, why is he offered no protection? Why is the community allowed to physically persecute Lucas? There's only one answer: because Vinterberg is purposely preaching to a righteous choir.

At Fandor, Dave Hudson gathered up the reviews from Cannes, and subsequently from Toronto, where all rightly praise Mikkelsen's performance while qualifying the narrative's originality. I might add the Danish Film Institute's interview with Vinterberg and their profile of Mikkelsen. IMDb. Wikipedia.

PSIFF 2013—Jackpot / Arme Riddere (Dir. Magnus Martens, Norway, 2011)

Variety's presence is felt throughout the Palm Springs International Film Festival (PSIFF), no less through several of the program capsules cribbed from Alissa Simon's reviews, along with Boyd van Hoeij's seminar on film criticism, but most importantly through the invitation-only luncheon honoring Variety's "10 Directors to Watch", which this year likewise celebrated David O. Russell with Variety's Indie Impact Award.

Variety's "10 Directors to Watch" debuted in 1996 and the annual event moved to PSIFF in January 2011. It was the first of Variety's "10 to Watch" series spotlighting the most exciting new talents in the fields of directing, writing, producing, acting, cinematography and comedy. This year's "10 Directors to Watch" included: Haifaa Al-Mansour (Wadjda); Wayne Blair (The Sapphires); John Krokidas (Kill Your Darlings); Tobias Lindholm (A Hijacking); David Lowery (Ain't Them Bodies Saints); Jon Lucas & Scott Moore (21 and Over); Andres Muscietti (Mama); David Ondricek (In the Shadow); Joachim Rønning & Espen Sandberg (Kon-Tiki); and Rebecca Thomas (Electrick Children). Five of the films—Electrick Children, A Hijacking, In the Shadow, Kon-Tiki and The Sapphires were shown at the festival, where The Sapphires went on to win PSIFF's Audience Award for Best Narrative Feature.

Across the Atlantic in the European version of Variety's "10 Directors to Watch", hosted by the Karlovy Vary Film Festival, Norwegian director Magnus Martens was included for his film Jackpot (2011), which made an appearance at PSIFF as part of their Nordic Lights sidebar. As entertaining as a surfeit of testosterone allows, Jackpot joins a long list of films about bad boys bludgeoning humor out of morally reprehensible behavior. I found it derivative but fully understand why audiences lap it up, especially as it is based on a short story by popular crime novelist Jo Nesbø. The film came to my attention, through multiple recommendations, at last Summer's Fantasia Film Festival, where it was included in a small spotlight on Danish and Norwegian film. For their program note, Kevin LeForest enthused that Jackpot "keeps hitting you over the head with beer bottles, throwing severed body parts in your face and splashing blood all over you, yet all the while, you can't help but grin or downright laugh out loud. Martens's film, which is also genuinely suspenseful at times, benefits greatly from flamboyant cinematography, sharp editing and shrewdly used music." Said music alone primes Jackpot for offbeat Christmas programming.

PSIFF's program note tracks Alissa Simon's Variety review. At The Hollywood Reporter, John Defore expects Jackpot to attract remake-rights attention but cautions, "success with such worn-out tropes would be tough to replicate, especially considering how much entertainment value comes via idiosyncratic performances from its Norwegian cast." Specifically, "a wry, skeptical performance out of Henrik Mestad (as the detective investigating the murders) that's so off-kilter we don't need Fargo allusions—a gag with the recycling plant's plastic-shredder one-ups that film's wood-chipper scene—to tell us how seriously, or not, to take the action." At Slant, Nick Schager dismisses the project as "a wannabe-early-[Guy]-Ritchie effort, full of colorful miscreants, seedy milieus, sex and profanity, and quick-cut flashbacks and narrative focus jumps from one nefarious character to another. ...Feigning both fatalistic cynicism and happily-ever-after hopefulness in equal measure, it's merely a grim retread cast in a two-decade-old mold." Sad to say, I agree. IMDb.

PSIFF 2013: NORDIC LIGHT—A Few Evening Class Questions for Alissa Simon

Alissa Simon is a Senior Programmer for the Palm Springs International Film Festival (PSIFF). A film curator for more than 25 years, Simon was named a 1999 Chicagoan of the Year for her innovative work as Associate Director /Programming at the Film Center of the School of the Art Institute. Simon began her career at the Film Department of Walker Art Center and the International Museum of George Eastman House. In addition to her regular work with the festival, she programmed this year's special Nordic Light spotlight. She reviews films for Variety and has served on international film festival juries in Pusan, Belgrade, Amsterdam, Sarajevo, San Francisco, Torino, Ljubljana, Sochi, Cluj, Vancouver and Montreal.

My thanks to Alissa for taking a view minutes from her busy schedule to talk to me about her curated series "Nordic Light."

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Michael Guillén: I've long been interested when national sidebars—or, more aptly, in the case of "Nordic Light" a regional sidebar—are programmed into an international film festival. Can you speak a bit to how you pulled together the programming for "Nordic Light"? Is this a consequence of films you've seen at the many festivals you've attended? Or is this a coordinated effort between programmers from different festivals who have highlighted films from—in this case—Denmark, Finland, Iceland, Norway and Sweden?

Alissa Simon: It's a coordination effort between our programming team. We believe that one of the things the festival should do is to spotlight national trends. Sometimes we have a mini-focus as well as a bigger focus, but this year it was readily apparent that films from Nordic countries were really strong. Starting in Berlin, we had A Royal Affair along with many other films that were in the market. Then at Cannes, of course, The Hunt. Then in the fall, especially Danish films like A Hijacking surfaced. So we were talking about what we should focus on and the Nordic countries became our choice.

Guillén: When you observe a trend, national or regional, do you approach those countries, their consulates, their film institutes, to help curate such a program?

Simon: Yeah, it depends on what those countries have. The Nordic countries have strong national film institutes so we have ongoing relationships with them. Some films, of course, have sales agents. Some films, of course, have American distributors already. But usually we're working very closely with national film institutes, saying, "This year we have a Nordic focus and we'd really like you to help us by sending some of the filmmakers after we choose the films. Can you pay their way?" Things like that.

Guillén: I'm not sure you can even answer this question, but can you give a reason why Nordic filmmaking seems particularly strong this year? Is something going on behind the scenes? More government subsidies for filmmaking?

Simon: That I can't really speak to but it could well be that government subsidies from those countries are very strong and really pushing their films at festivals. Denmark, especially, has good film schools, good funding, and lots of native talent. Sometimes in other countries when they're promoting their films, one of those ingredients is missing.

Guillén: Once a sidebar such as "Nordic Light" has been organized so competently and woven into the festival's overall programming, do you find that the sidebar will traffick to other film festivals?

Simon: Well, I noticed last year when we did the Arab sidebar, we were the first country in North America to do that and then all throughout the year I noticed other festivals were doing similar programming.

Guillén: So other festivals were taking your curation as a cue?

Simon: Yes, I think so. Exactly. Or else people are just noticing trends on their own by going to international film festivals. Also, last year was an interesting year politically to focus on Arab film.

Guillén: Well, congratulations on a job well done. I've been enjoying several of the entries in the "Nordic Light" sidebar. I mainly come to PSIFF for the Cine Latino program. I see all my necessary Latin American films and then I fill up all the extra spaces with Nordic, so my head's been pivoting north and south this year.

Simon: Why do you come for Latin American programming? Are you teaching Latin American film?

Guillén: No, I'm a freelance journalist who at a certain juncture began to notice the process by which each year a grouping of films become "annointed", travel, and get all the attention in the press, which is fantastic for those films but it concerns me that little press is given to so many other wonderful films coming out of the Global South.

Simon: How do you explain that?

Guillén: I wish I could explain that. It's certainly what I'm motivated to investigate. I don't know whether "Third World" countries have less money to promote filmic product? I don't know if some countries are better at conferring the "pedigree" required by some films to survive on the festival circuit. Or whether some countries in and of themselves insure pedigree? Whatever the reason, I've committed myself to monitoring cinema from Latin American, Africa and Southeast Asia.

Simon: Do you go to Ouagadougou?

Guillén: I've not, though I would love to someday. Up ahead, I'm looking forward to attending the second Panamá International Film Festival to help promote Diana Sanchez's programming. She guides me a lot, both at the Toronto International and the Panamá International.

Simon: I love Diana.

Guillén: Diana's great. She's been very instructive for me. Then I come to PSIFF to see what Hebe Tabachnik offers because she has her own curatorial sense of Latin American film. She focuses on a slightly different group of films and I've found that between the two of them I feel that—at least within North America—I'm getting about the best sampling of Latin American cinema that I'm going to get.

Simon: Where are you from?

Guillén: From San Francisco, though I've recently shifted to Boise, Idaho.

Simon: Wouldn't Boise be a more difficult place to experience Latin American film? Doesn't San Francisco have more to offer?

Guillén: Surprisingly not, despite their demographics. The San Francisco International will offer a few, but that's about it. For example, I was shocked that Pablo Giorgelli's Las Acacias—which I saw in Palm Springs last year—never had a theatrical screening in San Francisco, neither by festival nor theatrical. That just didn't make any sense to me. Let alone that every attempt at a Latin American film festival in San Francisco has capsized for being either too anemic or too bloated.

Simon: That's so strange. There's so many other festivals there. The Asian American for example.

Guillén: No one has ever been able to explain it to my satisfaction. It's a curatorial mystery. So I'm forced to go elsewhere, to festivals outside of the Bay Area, to become acquainted with recent films from Latin America. Then about all I can do is try to put a bug in, let's say, Rachel Rosen's ear in hopes that she might program some of these films in the Bay Area. This year it's going to be my pleasure as well to put a bug in her ear about some of the Nordic titles, though I imagine she's already well-aware of them.

Simon: I'm sure she already is. She's my Cannes roommate.

Guillén: Well, again, congratulations on "Nordic Lights" and thanks for taking a few minutes to talk to me.

Simon: Sure.

PSIFF 2013: ENDNOTES

The Roman god Janus, patron of the month of January, inspired my participation at the 24th edition of the Palm Springs International Film Festival (PSIFF), as I looked both North and South while sifting through 180 films from 68 countries, including 61 premieres (3 world, 21 North American and 37 U.S.) to shape—as is often done in the face of so much choice—my own private film festival. I drew heavily from PSIFF's Cine Latino and Nordic Light sidebars for my selections.

Although programming for PSIFF has in the past been criticized by some for consisting of middling titles that coddle their senior demographic—calling into question the responsibility of programmers to educate rather than appease; in other words, to curate rather than program—I'm fully aware that film festival personnel must cater to multiple stakeholders invested in such events, no less the buying public. True to Janus, they must look to the newly introduced as well as the consensually-annointed, to the spectacular as well as the humble, to narratives of all scale and tempo and length, in order to offer a representation of world cinema at this contemporary moment. Some titles will always be missing from such a representation, just as several wait to be discovered, and all in all—with a little thoughtful research beforehand—a good time is all but assured. Then again, as was explained to me by one elderly woman, one can arrange their schedule solely by time slot, like playing scratchers in the lottery. Not my style, but to each their own jackpot.

Perhaps the most notable distinction of this festival from years past, however, was the seeming decrease in talent accompanying their films. I'm not talking about PSIFF's "other" film festival with its red carpet posturing and gala award extravaganzas (which require a separate press pass altogether, let alone a healthy obsession with Hollywood's celebrated marketability), but all those foreign directors with little or no celebrity who in the past have shown up at PSIFF to lobby for their films' chances in the race for the Best Foreign Language film at the Oscars®. With the short list being announced earlier than years past, those no longer eligible perhaps lost incentive to attend? Rumors were circulating widely regarding how the festival would compensate. Will the festival shift to December to anticipate Oscar® pronouncements? Would it re-strategize its Awards Buzz profile and aim for late January? Attendees, such as myself, who schedule PSIFF as a post-Christmas event in a serious effort to get away from winter climates back East, in the Midwest and the Northwest, would suffer not to have our holiday from inclement weather; though, admittedly, this edition of PSIFF disappointed many of us with increasingly chilly weather as the festival progressed and the potential hazard of being hit over the head with a serrated palm frond blown off an overhanging tree.

Bundled up more than usual and dodging such hazards, I managed to catch 25 titles in-cinema, a few on screener, one on streaming while waiting for my flight home in the airport, and arranged for a few substantive interviews (to follow). For now, here's my wrap-up of PSIFF's 24th edition, organized alphabetically.

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Much has been written about Michel Franco's After Lucia (Después de Lucía, 2012) with regard to its scathing indictment of peer bullying, and there's certainly enough of that on screen to make you furious; but, what seemed more interesting to me was the very question asked by many of the audience members as they were leaving the theater: "Why did Alejandra (Tessa Ia) allow herself to be bullied so severely by her classmates? Why didn't she tell her father or anyone in authority? Why didn't she fight back?" The title implies the answer to those queries. Lucia, Alejandra's mother, has died in an automobile accident before the film has even started. Her absence is structural and within it smolders enough survivor's guilt to more than incapacitate any individual, let alone a young teenage girl. I appreciate that Franco has approached the self-inflicted damage of survivor's guilt with such a dry eye; but, even without manipulative music to cue emotion—and similar to his earlier film Daniel & Ana (which I didn't much care for)—Franco ruthlessly exploits the foibles of upper class Mexicans, almost to a fault. Official site. IMDb. Wikipedia.

Winner of the Best Director Prize, as well as Best German Film, at last year's Berlin Film Festival, and the opening night film at San Francisco's Berlin & Beyond, Christian Petzold's Barbara (2012) is anchored on an amazingly restrained performance by Petzold's muse Nina Hoss in the title role. Rivaling Isabelle Huppert in conveying volumes with the slightest arch of an eyebrow—or, more specifically, the creased dimple at the edge of her mouth—I couldn't take my eyes off Hoss for fear of allowing a universe of emotion to pass me by. But this is not merely a performance-driven film; its elegant, precise, nearly classic narrative depicts life under Stasi surveillance, accounting for why Barbara hides so much and reveals so little. And it squares off to Freedom's complicated countenance. Shall Barbara flee to the West with a man who would make her his wife and disallow her to practice medicine? Or should she be the doctor she has trained to be, albeit under surveillance? Official site [German]. IMDb. Wikipedia.

When Cristian Mungiu's Beyond the Hills (Dupa dealuri, 2012) was introduced to its PSIFF audience, the sponsor Lesbian News was resoundly thanked. Spoilers anyone? Of course, the film is accomplished beyond its own narrative, which as a gay male is one I've long endured: the role of the Catholic church and internalized homophobia in misinterpreting and misshaping the very natural feelings between same-sex couples. This is a sad story brilliantly told and its final scenes are as bleak as they are accurate. Official site [Hungarian]. IMDb. Wikipedia.

I'm grateful to Linda Blackaby and Michael Hawley for steering me towards Canadian entry Camion (2012), Rafaël Ouellet's solid drama about a father who—after a fatal vehicle collision (which made me yelp out loud)—suffers a breakdown requiring the assistance of his two sons who come home to help him get back on his feet. By doing so, they move their own lives along towards more authenticity and fulfillment. The performances are all downplayed and honest, you care about these people, and you gain a real sense of homecoming as a resuscitative act. The film's hunting sequence is about as intense and thrilling a turn as in the more visible The Hunt. Men and their guns. IMDb. Facebook.

Winner of the Special Jury Prize, Un Certain Regard, Cannes, Aida Begic's Children of Sarajevo (Djeca, 2012) had its U.S. premiere at PSIFF. I was quite fond of Begic's Snow when it screened at the 2009 PSIFF and was looking forward to Begic's follow-up, which proved not quite as poetic as Snow but commendable nonetheless for Marija Pikic's lead performance as the beleaguered Rahima (earning her the Best Actress award at the Sarajevo Film Festival). The film's narrative is slight—basically the problems Rahima encounters making ends meet while taking care of a delinquent brother who is being bullied at school—but works as a portrait of postwar Sarajevo and the lingering inequities towards Muslims. Having lost her parents to the war, and one brother to drugs, Rahima struggles to keep her youngest brother Nedim on track. Perhaps if she would not wear a head scarf she would not draw provocation upon herself? But Rahima refuses to compromise her integrity.

There were two scenes that harkened back to the beauty witnessed in Snow. Comfortable with a friend, Rahima removes her headscarf and her beautiful hair falls loose like soft water. It suggests how she must guard her beauty, hide it even, within an environment of corrupt politicians and predatorial criminals. Then there is the dream where, with her beautiful hair down her back, Rahima silently pursues a woman dressed in a sky blue burka who moves through war-ravaged Sarajevo. When Rahima finally catches up to her, and the woman turns, for a moment you see that her face is a mirror. As noted in PSIFF's capsule, "Aida Begic's underlying theme is Bosnia's lost moral compass as it remains trapped in a torturously slow transition from a state of war." However, as much as I was invested in the actors' performances of their characters, the narrative lacked traction. IMDb. Wikipedia.

Brazil's feted feature The Clown (O Palhaço, 2011) by Selton Mello presents its charm in straightforward, broad if familiar strokes. Nothing too complex here, hazardously simplistic in fact, but colorfully filmed (and one of only three titles I saw on 35mm at PSIFF) with a palatable moral: cats drink milk, mice eat cheese, and we should all do what we can do. Take it or leave it. Offical website [Portuguese]. IMDb. Wikipedia.

It never ceases to amaze me how powerful Isabelle Huppert is as an actress; how little she has to do to convey so much. In Marco Bellochio's Dormant Beauty (Bella addormentata, 2012), there's a scene where she's in the dark and glances sideways that wowed me. I'm fond of Bellochio's work, caught several of his films at SF's New Italian Cinema years back and had the opportunity to meet him; but, it was Huppert who lured me into this film. I'd give anything to meet her.

Dormant Beauty broaches the important subject of euthanasia against a highly-publicized incidence in Italy that divided the nation. Despite some masterful and truly intriguing editing choices, I found the film "outsized" (as Michael Hawley put it), encouraging melodramatics that perhaps suit an Italian temperament, but not mine. I spent several sessions at the Hemlock Society back in the mid-'90s when a friend of mine dying of AIDS asked me to help him end his suffering by a lethal injection. At that time, I spoke with many individuals who were either wishing to die or asking their loved ones to help them die and never personally experienced the histrionics on display in Dormant Beauty. Instead, I encountered thoughtful individuals who felt no need to heighten the drama of their situations. The choices they were facing had, perhaps, defused their anger, their fear, their uncertainty. I'll never forget those conversations, which convinced me I could not assist my friend (something over which to this day I feel some regret and guilt). But not enough guilt to quote Lady Macbeth in my sleep; a truly "outsized" moment in the film, even for Huppert. IMDb. Wikipedia.

Watching Everardo González's Drought (Cuates de Australia, 2011) was as much an exercise in appreciating González's precise and compassionate eye detailing the hard lives of rancheros living in the water-forsaken regions of northern Mexico as it was putting up with clucking Palm Springs matrons who behave like those folks in Catholic legends who look down from Heaven on those damned in Hell as a measure of their own righteousness. They're more concerned that a burro is hit with a switch than the fact that mothers must worry that their unborn children are malnourished and dehydrated in the womb. They protest when an animal is slaughtered for food and will probably go home and order their Mexican cook to serve up steaks for dinner. Hypocrites. They disgust me.

As someone who grew up now and again working in the fields and on ranches, I had nothing but respect for the tenacious spirit depicted in Drought. Perseverance and humor furthers. González crafts a simple but effective alignment between the coming of the rain and the birth of new children. Winner: Best Documentary, Los Angeles Film Festival. IMDb. Facebook.

Elevated genre maintains philosophical heights in first-time Spanish director Jorge Torregrossa's The End (Fin, 2012), which takes all the bite out of the ubiquitous zombie apocalypse to present more of a fade-out, as stars begin to blink out of the sky, and people disappear one by one from one second to the next, for no known cause or reason. By avoiding any evident external threat as explanation, the situation gains gravity and depth, becoming—as the program capsule attests—"a thoughtful meditation on human connectedness and individual identity." It's always lovely to watch Maribel Verdú, no less here than in her other appearance at PSIFF as the wicked stepmother in Blancanieves, and a good looking cast makes all the more poignant their disappearances one by one. Official site [Spanish]. IMDb. Wikipedia.

I was a great fan of Peter Brosens and Jessica Woodworth's Altiplano (2009) a few years back; it made my top ten list for that year. So I was excited to see their follow-up The Fifth Season (La cinquième saison, 2012), billed as a kind of sci-fi fable about—not so much man against nature (as in The Deep) but nature against man—thus, imagine my disappointment at this overwrought and regrettably pretentious film. Perhaps film companion Michael Hawley described it best as disappointingly "slight." The premise was sound, and there were some impressive visuals, but I could barely get out of the theater fast enough. Perhaps I was too tired? The press notes boast a long list of "rave" reviews, which goes to show that with film criticism, the devil can indeed quote scripture...

Ryan Lattanzio wrote up first-time director / screenwriter Antonio Méndez Espaza's Here and There (Aquí y Allá, 2012) for The Evening Class—and then later in a slightly altered version for Indiewire—when he served as a student juror at Cannes. I'm grateful for his guidance. I made a point of catching the film at PSIFF and found it to be a small, simple, but enriching human tale. I overheard some folks in the audience complain that "nothing was happening", which in my mind has become a euphemism for people unwilling to settle and breathe into the circumscribed lives of the less fortunate. A lack of compassion does not good criticism make and I wish these folks with their exasperated sighs of boredom would learn to leave a theater quietly.

I was touched by how this family set out to dream even with little chance of their dreams coming true. Esparza structures an unassuming parallel narrative that speaks to how local economic pressures shape the lives of one generation after the next. Pedro (in a humble, heartfelt incarnation—I can't quite say "performance"—by Pedro De los Santos) returns home from working "allá en El Norte" to a wife who has faithfully waited for him (yet who doubts his fidelity) and two daughters who struggle to relate to their father's difficult experience. Then there's the young boy who dreams of being a break dancer and asks Pedro's guidance on how to work in the U.S. He's become infatuated with a local girl and—in one of the film's most moving sequences—forlornly asks her to wait for him until he returns. With no opportunities at hand, it's all that men can ask of those they love when they leave home to work. Official site. IMDb. Facebook.

I was quite smitten with Xavier Dolan's Laurence Anyways (2012). Dolan is not always in control of his own talent, but is becoming increasingly so with each project. What is he? All of 25? Imagine what maturity is going to bring to his filmmaking. For now, he is mature beyond his years. From the film's earliest close-ups, I started thinking about Ingmar Bergman and by film's end felt that Laurence Anyways could very well be thought of as Scenes From A Marriage for a gynandrous generation. Sygyzies have rarely been so invigorating. My understanding is that Gus Van Sant has signed on to help hammer Dolan's film into a more commercially viable vehicle—there were excesses I could easily see cut—but the basic momentum of the film, its brave core themes, its visual imagination, are knockouts. A love story for the 21st century. Official site [Canadian]. IMDb. Wikipedia.

Winner of the Lion of the Future for Best First Film at the Venice Film Festival, Ali Aydin's Mold (Küf, 2012) had its U.S. premiere at PSIFF. This slow-burning lapidary film offers the patient viewer intense embers that all but go out during its course. Basri is a 55-year-old railroad worker, widowed for 6 years, whose son has been missing for 18 years following anti-government activity during his student days in Istanbul. With his body hunched over and exhausted from walking miles of track every day, enduring ongoing grief and uncertainty, and with hardly a change in his stony facial expression, Basri embodies one of the most wretched creatures on earth through the sheer physical presence (and hangdog countenance) of Ercan Kesal, known for his work in Nuri Bilge Ceylan's films. Mold's opening interrogation sequence is hazardously static, making me want to crawl out of my skin, but then Basri's tragic loneliness takes weight in the viewer's heart, a hard and sad stone of embittered truth set amidst Murat Tuncel's remarkable cinematography. Official site [Turkish]. IMDb. Facebook.

If ever you've wondered whether film critics are necessary, Rodney Ascher's Room 237 (2012) will both confirm the value of a deep critical reading of a film as well as demonstrate how some readings teeter and loop towards the ridiculous. Using Stanley Kubrick's The Shining as its fulcrum, five armchair critics pose theories about Kubrick's hidden intentions or—more pertinently—how auteurial intent can frequently have nothing to do with a spectatorial experience. You see what you want to see, perhaps even what you have to see, and whether others agree with you or laugh out loud at you, no one can take away your own experience of a film. Nor, it might be argued, should they. As much as some believe there are right and wrong opinions, or that thumbs must go up and down, Room 237 suggests that a film is not an inviolate thing; it is as malleable (and subjective) as the audience allows. See what thou wilt is the whole of the law. Official site. IMDb. Wikipedia.

Insipid musical numbers all but zap the life out of the U.S. premiere of Patrice LeConte's Suicide Shop (Le Magasin des suicides, 2012), whose characters all want to die anyways. Moments of morbid and droll brilliance coupled with enthused competent animation are not enough to save this 3D effort that explains, perhaps, why 3D is flailing at the box office. Clearly the medium has ingested the worst poison of them all: ennui. Those around me seemed more charmed by this vehicle than myself, which by film's end became disingenuous for turning its frown maniacally upside down. A bit Addams, a bit Gorey, a bit Burton, and a bit too chipper about bucking up to the depressive tendencies of the Recession. IMDb.

I was fond of Pablo Trapero's Lion's Den and Carancho, and anticipated catching White Elephant (Elefante Blanco, 2012), the third in his proposed trilogy of films chronicling social inequity. As important a subject as Trapero has tackled—that of the efficacy of the Catholic Church in mediating economic and political unrest among the disenfranchised lower classes of Argentina—the film left me curiously unengaged. I can only fault the lack of characterization of the main protagonists. It wasn't enough to have Father Nicolas (Jérémie Renier, in a Spanish-speaking role) have an illicit affair with social worker Luciana (Martina Gusmán). Renier's character, along with Gusmán's, along with Ricardo Darín's for that matter, simply never came to life as distinct personalities worthy of investment. By film's end, I felt nothing for these individuals put through their paces. The scenes of police squelching civilian unrest were unsettling but also, somehow, formulaic and offputting. IMDb. Wikipedia. Facebook [Spanish].

NOIR CITY 11: GUN CRAZY (1950)—Eddie Muller Introduction and On-Stage Conversation With Peggy Cummins

I have literally grown up in San Francisco's Castro Theatre where—at the tender age of 20—I caught my first film on its giant screen (if I remember correctly, Bette Davis in Now Voyager). That would have been back in 1975 and now nearly four decades later, my mind swims with the myriad premiere events, celebrity tributes and film festivals that have taken place in that majestic movie palace—one of the few remaining venues of its stature left in the United States—where the Mighty Wurlitzer ritually belts out "San Francisco" to enthusiastic audiences clapping time in unison. Nearly every major community-based and genre film festival has held its opening night ceremonies at the Castro, if not their entire runs, and whereas some have come and gone, others like San Francisco's annual Noir City film festival continue to prosper and grow, the opening night of its 11th edition breaking all attendance records to date.

Naturally, as with any expanding midriff, things need to be let out and restitched here and again to accommodate growth. The increased popularity of Noir City's opening night has necessitated new strategies of ticket tiering, crowd control and media access, adjustments that inspire both grumbles and grins. The opening night reception customarily held in the Castro's mezzanine is fast becoming an unwieldy mass of elbow shoving and spilled wine; but, one thing holds constant throughout the proceedings and that is the surety with which the Film Noir Foundation (FNF) delivers a program of noir favorites assembled from the best prints available or recently restruck under the aegis of film education, restoration and preservation. In other words, as this year's theme attests, Noir City is "keeping it reel." That's bang for your buck, folks.

To launch its second decade, Noir City elected to pay tribute to Peggy Cummins, "the deadliest female in all of film noir", by way of opening their 10-day festival with Cummins' iconic performance as Annie Laurie Starr in Gun Crazy (1950), directed by Joseph H. Lewis from an (uncredited) screenplay by Dalton Trumbo, and co-starring John Dall (as Annie's partner-in-crime Bart Tare).

With the theater packed with an audience buzzing with anticipation, the now legendary disembodied "voice of Noir City", William P. Arney, situated the audience's attention towards the stage and screen with his wry drawl: "Alright ladies and gentlemen, you might as well settle in because no one is going anywhere for a while. I see a lot of newbies in the audience tonight, and plenty of repeat offenders, but all of you have drawn the same sentence. So start rationing your popcorn, planning your bathroom breaks, and budgeting for those parking tickets, because you have been found guilty of extreme movie fanaticism and you're about to serve your time." Introducing Eddie Muller as "writer, noirchaeologist, San Francisco literary laureate, boss of the Film Noir Foundation, and Lindsay Lohan's personal media consultant", the crowd erupted into affectionate applause for everyone's beloved Czar of Noir.

Once the applause subsided, Muller let out a huge sigh. "It seems like about 10 seconds ago I was on this stage concluding our fantastic 10th anniversary celebration of Noir City … and then I must have blinked, because an entire year has gone by. But I know that something happened in the middle there because things are very different now than they were at the end of the last festival and a lot of those things have to do with this city and an incredible sense of civic pride, this coming from a native San Franciscan. The last time I stood on this stage and we closed the Noir City Film Festival, there was a different world champion in baseball, and when this festival concludes next Sunday, we will be the city of champions!" Muller noted that another "surge of pride" this week stemmed from the opening of the San Francisco Jazz Center, which in his estimation provides San Francisco an official claim to being the jazz capitol of America. "And, as if there was any doubt at all, the 11th edition of this festival proves that San Francisco—and specifically the Castro Theatre—is the film noir mecca of the world. Yes, that's right, I said mecca. I'm afraid the FBI is going to start tapping my phone line."

"Last year when we celebrated our 10-year anniversary," Muller continued, "I was actually secretly a little bit disappointed because the Film Noir Foundation did not have any restorations to present to you, so we made up for it this year because—during the next 10 days—we will be presenting the world premieres of four 35mm restorations, three of which are funded fully or partially by the Film Noir Foundation, which means that you guys actually paid for it.

"Since all of this began, it has occurred to all of us at the Film Noir Foundation that we are not only in the business of preserving films, we are actually in the business of preserving the filmgoing experience. So it's incredibly great to see all of you packing this house tonight and there are people in here who are here because they remember what it was like back in the day to come out and see movies like this with other people, to socialize, to actually get out of the house and meet other people and see other human beings and we're actually doing this for a new generation because we want them to know that movies [and here Muller turned towards the Castro screen and spread out his arms wide] are this big!"

Speaking of the next generation of noir aficionados, Muller shouted out to Serena Bramble whose new clip reel "When Death Comes" preceded his introduction. Technical glitches marred that premiere a bit; but, those kinks will assuredly be worked out by the film's next presentation on Bad Girls night. Bramble has a keen sense of editorial rhythm and assembles her images judiciously.

Muller then introduced Audra Wolfmann, this year's Miss Noir City and "mistress of festivities", who accompanied him on stage to further announcements. Noting that—though sweaty and sexy on the festival poster (which emulates J. Howard Miller's infamous 1943 "We Can Do It" propaganda poster)—she had dried out and cleaned up nicely, Audra countered by congratulating Muller on managing to free himself from being hogtied on the projection room floor. "Audra really enjoyed this photo shoot," Muller commented, "because she did actually get to tie me up and trample on me for a couple of hours." "It was a dream come true; I'm not going to deny it," Wolfmann admitted, "but you were such a director. You were like, 'Tie it tighter. You tightened the knot wrong.' "Something else San Francisco's been getting a reputation for," Muller quipped.

As for the opening night film Gun Crazy, Muller advised, "If somebody tells you that the movie you are about to see is the most exciting, dynamic and cinematically influential film noir movie ever made, just agree with them. It's not worth arguing, okay? Without this film Jean-Luc Godard would never have been inspired to make Breathless, David Newman and Arthur Penn would have had nothing to shoot for when they made Bonnie and Clyde, nobody would refer to Joseph H. Lewis as the most creative B-movie director ever, and all of those guys owe an incredible debt to the woman we have here tonight, whose performance in this movie is plainly and simply the most ferocious female ever to appear on a motion picture screen. We do it right here at Noir City so I am absolutely thrilled to welcome to San Francisco—I made her leave the sixguns at the hotel—please give a San Francisco welcome to Annie Laurie Starr, the fabulous all-the-way-from-London Peggy Cummins."

A San Francisco welcome is always a thunderous event and Cummins was visibly moved as she stood to receive her standing room ovation; an ovation that was repeated as she found her way to the stage to converse with Muller after the screening of Gun Crazy.

On stage, Cummins found it difficult to speak at first, "tremendously moved." She admitted that she felt a little bit like Cinderella, in that a few days down the line she would be back home, washing up over the sink, peeling potatoes, and doing all the normal things one does. "My son will say, 'How'd you get on, Mum?' How can I tell them? What's the song? I left my heart in San Francisco? That's the song that I'll be singing."

Muller asked Cummins if she understood the audience reaction? If she understood why people love Gun Crazy and her character Annie Laurie Starr, though "love" is a weird way to put it? After all, she's had a few years to think about it. "Quite a few years, as you can see," she laughed, but then stated, "To try to give reality to it, it makes me very sad in many ways watching it now. I very seldom see it. I get a lot of letters from all over the world and they all speak about Gun Crazy and, of course, it's wonderful but it still makes me feel very sad at times because it's a sad movie—isn't it?—in a way. I don't want to know what you think about me in it, but anyway you seem to be kind enough to like me for it so I'm very grateful. That's all I can say. It was a great part for me. Can you imagine at this stage in one's life to be here after so many years and to get this reception? It's unbelievable. It is! You genuinely like and understand the movie, I believe. You probably know that I came to America in 1945 from England and I was going to play in Forever Amber, but they said—whoever they are—that I wasn't sexy enough." The audience hissed disapproval.

"That would have been Darryl F. Zanuck," Muller clarified.

"Well, it was the studio. Anyway, a very good actress played the part. Linda Darnell is, sadly, no longer with us; but, she actually—when I think of it—was probably much better than I could have been really. But then I got my luck with getting this part. When I say 'my luck', well, it was a part that I felt I could play. Don't ask me why. And it wasn't only me. Nothing is only you. It's the writer, the script, the director: I'm sure you've all heard these things before but they are true, aren't they?"

Agreeing that they absolutely were, Muller nonetheless qualified that there were members of the audience who didn't know the historical background of the film and, therefore, he wanted to pursue that line of inquiry. The producers of Gun Crazy were the King Brothers—Frank, Maurice and Herman King—who had a reputation for being low rent filmmakers; but, they belied that reputation because they made tremendous movies, of which Gun Crazy could be considered their crowning achievement. Characterizing them as "bottom feeders" (to which Cummins responded, "I beg your pardon?"), she then affirmed that they didn't give her that impression and that she got along with them very well, as she gets along with most people. "We get along," she smiled at Muller.

Noting that Forever Amber was a huge bestselling romance novel by Kathleen Winsor and that the search for the actress to play Amber was commensurate to the search for Scarlett in Gone With the Wind; 20th Century Fox did a worldwide search for the actress to play Amber in the film. Zanuck chose Cummins—who was then only 18—to play Amber. Muller asked if Cummins could first detail her acting background in the U.K.

Cummins outlined that she started off in Ireland at the Gate Theater in Dublin. They wanted a child to do a silhouette scene in The Duchess of Malfi. Although she initially wanted to be a ballet dancer, and took classes at a local school, she was singled out to play the child in the Gate production. "I looked like a boy," she said, "I was straight up and down with short hair and very small, so I got the part. On the first night I had to stand [sideways] which was a silhouette on stage; but, I thought—well, I didn't think, mind you, in this part—'I just don't understand. I want to look at the audience.' So I turned right around to look at the audience. When the scene was over, and we came off [stage], the director said to me, 'You should not have done that. You were meant to stand the other way.' And I said, 'But I wanted to look at the audience.' So.

"From that they needed other children in other Shakespearean plays … and I got a lot of parts. I was given a quarter—not a half—but a quarter pound of chocolates and that was my salary. My brother used to meet me to pick me up to take me home on the bus and he ate all the chocolates before I ever got home. …I got all these parts and I got very good reviews, you know? Then, I had this part to go to London. My mother wasn't an actress but I think she was very keen. I was unaware of being an actress or whatever you might have called it and, yes, one enjoyed it, I enjoyed the parts. There's a story I could tell you if we have enough time about a gentleman who is here who saw me in that play in London, which really was my great success on the London stage, and that brought me to the attention of Zanuck at 20th Century Fox."

The play was called Junior Miss and Louis—the young man who saw her in that production—was, at the time, a G.I. stationed in the U.K., 24 years of age to her 18. Now living in the East Bay, Louis had recently written Cummins reminding her that he had seen her in Junior Miss at the Savoy Theater in London "with the doodle bugs coming down." Cummins recalled having to act against the sound of those falling bombs as if nothing were happening. "That's acting," she boasted. When Muller and the Film Noir Foundation were arranging for Cummins' travel to the U.S., she mentioned this anecdote about the letter she received so the Foundation contacted Louis, inviting him to come meet her at Noir City. Of course, he had written her the letter with no knowledge that she would be in San Francisco, but welcomed the opportunity for Noir City to be the chance to reunite with her after some 60 years or so.

Not wanting to bring up bad memories, Muller nonetheless presumed it must have been devastating for Cummins to lose the role of Amber after having initially been cast. In typical Hollywood fashion, they had started filming the movie with Cummins in the role and then rather unceremoniously announced that the production was closing. "It was shattering," Cummins admitted, "to get a part like that and then find that the whole production had been shut and that was it." She went home to the U.K., made other films—including Curse of the Demon (1957) and Hell Drivers (1957), both included in Noir City's Cummins tribute—but of course the film that did more for her than any of them was Gun Crazy.

Muller wondered when Cummins first read the script for Gun Crazy—which had originally been entitled Deadly Is the Female—if she wanted to play the part because she had just been through this ordeal where she'd been told she was not sexy enough? Cummins responded that she never really took notice of that comment. But because she had blonde hair and pale skin, she was cast in a lot of nondescript roles. Not to say that the productions were nondescript. She was grateful for her role in Curse of the Demon but there really wasn't much to it and the true pleasure was in acting across Dana Andrews who she considered a lovely man and a wonderful actor. Despite unassuming roles, her career has afforded her the chance to work with many talented actors who made her look good. John Dall, she insisted, made her look good in Gun Crazy, though admittedly she made him look pretty good as well. "It's a reciprocal thing," she explained. "In acting it's terribly important that you both get on and both have the feeling of what the script is about, and not analyze it too much."

Cummins admitted that she was unaware at the time that the script was ghostwritten by Dalton Trumbo. The story for Gun Crazy was originally written by MacKinlay Kantor in the Saturday Evening Post and it was quite an elaborate story based very much on Kantor's upbringing. The original story was more Bart's story and a heavy thing about why someone would have this fetish for shooting guns. The King Brothers bought Kantor's story and screenplay, but then the smartest thing they did was to hire Dalton Trumbo—who had been the highest-paid screenwriter in Hollywood but was then blacklisted by the House Un-American Activities Committee—because they could get him on the cheap. They had him rewrite the screenplay and bring it in in such a way that it was actually manageable. He cut a lot out of Kantor's screenplay and tightened it up. A lot of the kinetic energy seen in the film had to do with Dalton Trumbo's screenplay; but, of course, he did all of this under the radar because he had been blacklisted. Millard Kaufman, a fine writer in his own right, acted as Trumbo's front for the project. Trumbo did this because he was trying to write as many scripts as he could to earn as much money as he could before being sent to prison for contempt of Congress as one of the "Hollywood Ten." The Prowler was another film written by Trumbo for which he received no credit. Actors like Cummins were more often than not totally unaware of Trumbo's involvement. In retrospect, Cummins considered it amazing that she was lucky enough to act in one of his scripts but emphasized how disconcerting it was to realize what he went through.

As for director Joseph H. Lewis, Cummins recalled he had made quite a few very good films, but emphasized that credit couldn't lie just with the screenwriter, or the director, but must include the camera man, and the make-up technicians, etc.. "I'm taking credit now," she said, "which should be their credit. You know what I mean?" Muller conceded that, yes, a project like Gun Crazy was much like "catching lightning in a bottle" where all the right collaborators together made something so special.

Muller then wanted to know about the film's action sequences and stunts, all of which Cummins performed herself. Cummins recalled that when it came to shooting the film's final sequence in the marsh, Lewis complained to her that she was putting too much black dirt on her face but the truth was that she was going through all that water and she was falling down and getting dirty. It was difficult to shoot, as well as emotional for her because she felt Annie's desperation in being hunted and caught. Hopefully, she said, that emotion came through? Cummins confirmed that her multiple stumbles and falls in the film were not choreographed or rehearsed by Lewis, they were genuine, and "poor" John Dall had to keep dragging her and telling her, "Come on!" And, of course, she joked, she couldn't let go of her handbag. What self-respecting woman would let go of her handbag while running through a swamp?

Muller noted how there had been spontaneous applause after the bank robbery scene, which has since become acknowledged as one of the great scenes in Gun Crazy. Again, Cummins confirmed that the scene was not as rehearsed as one might expect. Lewis encouraged the actors to improvise their dialogue as they went along in these scenes because he knew the actors had done their work and knew what was expected of them. Case in point, in that scene when John Dall goes into the bank and Cummins is waiting in the car parked in a place where she shouldn't be parked, the cop arrives and (in character) Cummins thought, "Oh my Lord, look who's coming. How can I get out of this?" She got out of the car and made small talk. She was wearing her cowgirl outfit, so the policeman looked at her guns, she looked at his, he said hands off, Dall came out of the bank, they knocked him out and took off in the car; all of it was fairly spontaneous for such a long scene filmed in one take. To film her looking back at the crime scene and shooting the policeman, the back end of the car had been cut off and there was a platform with the camera and microphones in place to film her. Cummins remembered that "the chaps were a bit nervous about my driving."

As for her co-star John Dall, Cummins described him as a great stage actor, which meant a lot to her because she considered herself more a stage actress than a film actress. In fact, watching Serena Bramble's introductory clip reel that featured the faces of so many of Hollywood's most famous femme fatales, by comparison Cummins felt she was nobody: "They were great stars." Muller protested, "But so are you, Peggy. You have achieved immortality with this film." The audience applauded in agreement, to which Cummins murmured, "Don't make me cry. Please, don't. Emotionally, you can't realize what it's like to sit here at my stage in life. It's amazing. I can't help but think of all these people who have helped me and I truly have left my heart in San Francisco."

Photos courtesy of the Film Noir Foundation.

Of Related Interest:Marilyn Ferdinand interviews Cummins for Keyframe. G. Allen Johnson does the honors for the San Francisco Chronicle. Further write-ups for Noir City 11's opening night include Lara Fowler at Backlots; Michael Strickland at Civic Center; and Sean Martinfield for The Huffington Post. Festival overviews provided by Tavo Amador for the Bay Area Reporter and Tom Mayer for Cinesource (which includes an interview with Eddie Muller). Daily updates from Noir City can be found at the Film Noir Foundation's Facebook page.

NOIR CITY 11: PEGGY CUMMINS—Autograph Hound

NOIR CITY 11: GUN CRAZY (1950)—Movie Posters

NOIR CITY 11: HELL DRIVERS (1957)—Alan Rode Introduction

Continuing their tribute to Peggy Cummins, Noir City offered two vehicles from 1957: Cy Endfield's Hell Drivers and Jacques Tourneur's Curse of the Demon (aka Night of the Demon). Alan K. Rode—who I interviewed at Noir City 6 upon the publication of Charles McGraw: Biography of a Film Noir Tough Guy—provided the introduction to both films.

When Eddie Muller first phoned Rode to advise that the Film Noir Foundation (FNF) was flying Peggy Cummins out for Noir City, Rode encouraged FNF to consider Hell Drivers. Through the auspices of Noir City programmer Anita Monga, they were able to reach out to Park Circus to secure a print from the U.K.

For Rode, Hell Drivers epitomizes the word "gritty", literally gritty, grinding, testosterone-filled, edge-of-your-seat, and sure to have you gripping your chair. A signature post-war British film that's uncompromisingly tough and violent, Cummins' co-star Stanley Baker was the perfect fit. One author described Baker as "the British version of Jack Palance" with a face clenched like a fist; but, there was a lot to Baker. He had grown up in a coal mining family in South Wales and was an authentic tough guy. His father had lost a leg in a coal mine. Baker's upbringing influenced his character Tom Yately in Hell Drivers—a guy who just got out of jail for a crime gone wrong, suffering from a lot of guilt, and looking to start over with a new job hauling ballast. What Yately doesn't realize is that he has left a tough and uncompromising prison world only to enter another world that is hypercompetitive, brutal, corrupt and violent.

But when he shows up to hire on, who wouldn't take a job where his initial interview is with Peggy Cummins wearing a pair of blue jeans? Let alone that the cast for Hell Drivers is a who's who of British cinema in the 1960s. In addition to Stanley Baker, the film's testosterone is supported by Patrick McGoohan playing an all-time villain ("and you'll wonder how the cigarette never falls off the edge of his lip"), Sean Connery, Gordon Jackson and the late great Herbert Lom.

From a directorial perspective, Hell Drivers is equally significant for having been written and directed by Cy Endfield, who likewise helped write the script for Night of the Demon, as well as writing and directing the upcoming Noir City entry Try and Get Me!

Endfield grew up in Scranton, Pennsylvania. His father lost everything during the Depression. He studied drama at Yale, was associated with the Communist Party for a time, then went to Hollywood where he was hired by Orson Welles' producer. Endfield had met Orson Welles in a magic shop because—in addition to being a writer and a nascent filmmaker—he was also an inventor, eventually inventing the world's smallest typewriter. He worked with Welles because Welles' producer said Endfield was the only one who could play a magic trick on Welles and make him look silly.

Endfield started in the MGM shorts department where he produced a significant short entitled Inflation (1942) about American companies gouging people during the war effort. The short was acclaimed but then quickly withdrawn and Endfield was labeled as unreliable. He drifted into B films, shooting several Joe Palooka films (which established his relationship with Hal. E. Chester) and then made The Underworld Story, which was quite a significant film in 1950 starring Dan Duryea. He then made Try and Get Me! (aka The Sound of Fury), by which time he had secured a passport to leave the country for a trip to England. When his passport expired and he went to get a new one the government basically told him, "We don't like you. We're not going to give you a passport." So he found himself unemployed in England, unable to return to his home country, and began doing uncredited writing gigs through assumed names, including Night of the Demon.

By 1956-1957, the Hollywood Black List had started to cool down and Hell Drivers became the first film Endfield had made since 1950 where he could actually put his name on the title. Interestingly, Stanley Baker made six pictures with Endfield and four with Joseph Losey. As ex-patriates working in Britain, both Endfield and Losey had a perspective upon Britain, the people, the time, the post-War culture, that other English directors did not have.

NOIR CITY 11: CURSE OF THE DEMON (1957)—Alan K. Rode Introduction

Continuing their tribute to Peggy Cummins, Noir City screened Jacques Tourneur's Curse of the Demon (aka Night of the Demon, 1957). Alan K. Rode, author of Charles McGraw: Biography of a Film Noir Tough Guy and the soon-to-be-published Michael Curtiz: A Man For All Movies (University Press of Kentucky), as well as the producer of the Arthur Lyons Film Noir Festival in Palm Springs—returned to the Castro stage to provide introduction.

Rode detailed that there were two versions of the Tourneur film, Curse of the Demon and the one unspooling at Noir City, Night of the Demon. The film was shot in England in 1956 and released in the U.S. in 1958 as Curse of the Demon, with 12 minutes cut out of it. "But the version you're going to see tonight, courtesy of our good friends Grover Crisp and Sony/Columbia is going to be the 96-minute version."

Co-starring with Peggy Cummins in Curse of the Demon is Dana Andrews, who Rode opined, "Always established this implacable believability in every role that he undertook. This picture is no exception. He plays an expert in paranormal psychology who comes to England to look into the supernatural and he is convinced that it's all a bunch of baloney. Peggy is there as kind of the spine to the movie to convince him that maybe this isn't just all charlatans and fakery." Curse of the Demon had a wonderful supporting cast led by Niall McGinnis, who plays one of the all-time great heavies.

The redoubtable Jacques Tourneur (Out of the Past, Nightfall) cut his teeth working in Val Lewton's unit making such films as Cat People and I Walked With A Zombie. Much of that suggestive cinema of dread and terror elicited from in-camera effects can be traced throughout Curse of the Demon. Therein lies some back story between Tourneur and the film's producer Hal E. Chester, who was a child actor featured in some of the East Side Kid films, and who later produced some of the Joe Palooka series at Monogram. Chester ended up in England and wanted Curse of the Demon to be a monster horror film. After Tourneur had directed it, Chester added scenes of the demon, which was a big sticking point for Tourneur who didn't want the film to be so explicit. Chester was always on the set, rewriting Charles Bennett's script. Bennett had scripted such pre-WWII Hitchcock movies as 39 Steps and Foreign Correspondent. As Dana Andrews described Chester, "He was a real little schmuck."

Be that as it may, as John Ford once said, "Most of the good things in movies happen by accident." Out of the alchemy of Curse of the Demon's great cast, director and script (including Cy Endfield's uncredited participation) came a movie that was a classic of its type. When Rode first saw the film on his parents' Philco, he rushed upstairs and got his mother's bread knife to keep beside him for protection "from the demons that were out there." To this day it holds up remarkably well. A terrific film, immensely suspenseful, well-crafted and a fitting continuance of Noir City's ongoing tribute to Peggy Cummins.
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