

I am finding two themes at this year‘s Melbourne Film Festival – people dislocated from their land and people abusing the power they have been given.
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I am finding two themes at this year‘s Melbourne Film Festival – people dislocated from their land and people abusing the power they have been given.
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This gentle and ominous fable rather remarkably won Idrissa Ouedraogo the Grand Prix at Cannes in 1990.
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My MIFF BFF Ariel said I had to see this film as Barbara Hammer is the most important lesbian filmmaker ever. I’m glad I did.
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This had the pastel hued satire of Greener Grass (2019) but with the bleak and sobering reality (without the fever dream) of Sweet Dreams (2023).
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This seems to be a theme in the films that I am watching at the Melbourne Film Festival that when people have power they will abuse it, and by people I mean men.
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This cozy Irish documentary by Gar O’Rourke (Sanatorium (2025)) about the over tourism of the Cinque Terre sits with me slightly uncomfortably as I have been one of those tourists.
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The Melbourne Film Festival is doing a strand of films by Ulrike Ottinger this year and, not knowing anything about this director, I was drawn in by this one being set largely in inner Mongolia at a time where no western directors had previously been allowed to film there.
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Sad sad sad sad. I think I knew this was going to be about queer sorrow rather than joy, although I was drawn in by the period setting and Fiona Shaw.
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What a great film! I was sure I had seen it before but I absolutely hadn’t. And what I didn’t realise was that the person who shot Andy Warhol was Valerie Solanas! I feel like a bad feminist for not putting two and two together.
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This hooked me from the moment it showed a dramatic title card that made it clear that it was being filmed in Berlin but we should consider this was Ankara in Turkey.
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