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XII. Sputnik Russian Film Festival – Beauty and the Kitsch
A simple, immature story could become a picture of the late coming of age of lonely sensitive person, who is unable to find herself in a foreign world, if not for the narcissistic focus on self and tedious display of artist’s painting and vocal skills stretched for several dozen minutes (it is a relief that it wasn’t longer!).
XII. Sputnik Russian Film Festival – bird, animism and distant Yakutia
The Lord Eagle directed by Eduard Nowikow is the second film in recent times – after Milko Lazarov’s Ága – about very similar, if not twin, themes.
XII. Sputnik Russian Film Festival – zero-distance cinema
Sergei Dvortsevoy’s Ajka is a movie that almost completely reduces the distance between the viewer, camera and its heroine. This closeness, shots from behind, stubbornly following after Ajka (Jolanta Dylewska’s camerawork) and the concentration of more and more obstacles on her path can be associated on the one hand with the poetics of movies filmed in one mastershot, and on the other hand with raw film realism.
XII. Sputnik Russian Film Festival – Russian-styled motherhood
The narrative layer of Jumpman, can be watched as a monochrome negative of Xavier Dolan’s Mother. Here, instead of learning responsibility, there will be a desire to prey on other person, and instead of forging difficult love – the murderous specificity of the Russian system will be transplanted into family relations.
Mushroom spores and herb cake
When you watch a directorial debut or meet a creator for the first time, you are always risking a misfire. This can be forgiven, though, it’s a lottery. But when you go to see a movie of someone you know – even despite the warning signs – especially someone you like and value, but the film turns out to be a flop, it feels like you let yourself down.
Our Land, Foreign Dreams
This time Babak Jalali is trying to present an experience seemingly far from his autopsy. The subject is not about the immigrant (like in Radio Dreams), but about the indigenous people of North America living in the dusty and deserted reservation.
Footballer, gender, refugees and fluffy dogs
Diamantino is definitely one of the bizarre gems shown at this year’s Warsaw Film Festival. The Portuguese film is viewed a bit like a collage of YouTube videos, modified additionally by a talented online artist.
Mr. Khavn, we will not bury the hatchet
I remember when few years ago Ruined Heart, the earlier work of a Filipino independent artist, was shown at New Horizons Film Festival. Khavn, who was present at the festival, greeted the audience with a sexist rant about the fact that all the women in the room are whores and all men are gangsters who are supposed to subdue those whores. And the poetics of this inaccurate argument and the film were calculated for a great shock.
Oh dear, there is no toilet paper
The film was based, according to the description, on the so-called “authentic experiences” of Lidong’s friends-entrepreneurs. How to measure the “authenticity” of such an experience? What does an inauthentic experience look like? Are there media that are not based on experience?
A Woman Who Jumped Over the Fence
Before the screening of On Her Shoulders I was expecting a generic, typically sundancian, lovely-filmed (beautiful films about ugly problems – and problems which will not be cleared in this way and the picture will not be pleasant) story about another individual success (in this case Nobel Peace Prize for Nadia Murad).