Slack Bay is a charming and largely inoffensive class conscious French period comedy that very much goes about its own way for the majority of its running time before making some incredibly poor decisions and collapsing under the weight of its own awfulness.
Well, it ain’t the hagiography that I feared it would be. After all that ‘greatest Briton’ nonsense the trailer be throwing out there it a wonderful surprise to see the portrait of a belligerent, castrated old man sacking everyone around him off in his futile attempt to lead a military campaign that gets pulled off just fine without him.
Michaël Dudok de Wit’s The Red Turtle is just sickeningly beautiful. Seriously. It’s like every frame is draped with so much perfection that it becomes impossible to glimpse the working parts underneath. It’s so striking, so mercurial that you really can’t deny the power of the thing.
It’s weird seeing the title cards in independent movies that were never supposed to be on the big screen. At the opening of Mindhorn Isle of Man Film’s logo looks like a shitty jpeg, stretched out awkwardly to fill the screen. There’s been some talk, a surprising amount of films shoot on the Isle but… Continue reading Mindhorn: These fair Isles
In a series of stark scenes Katell Quillévéré destroys one life and saves another. When a teenager sustains unrecoverable brain damage in an early morning car accident, the organs within his stable body take on an urgency of their own. The medical professionals know the brain is dead long before they receive the scans detailing the internal haemorrhaging. They maintain the still breathing corpse long enough for his parents to say goodbye. They then have to ask their permission to extract the healthy tissues for donation, the seventeen year old never had a chance to make his intentions clear.