Kasimir Burgess made a documentary Franklin a few years back, that I really enjoyed. With that film, he used a central story and narration to help us understand several threads about activism, nature, and acceptance of identity.
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I’m not sure if it’s just that I hit the day five morning crash of MIFF but I struggled to keep my eyes open in this Irish-made, quietly languid documentary about a Ukrainian health sanatorium that seems stuck in the 80s.
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I think I probably knew this was going to be a depressing film because it was about low caste farmers in Rajasthan fighting against corrupt officials.
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Really I shouldn’t be surprised that a film that is about a woman who wants to be a chair ends up being an absurd and surrealist set piece.
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I’m a Wisemen fa-an (why do I hear Susan Sarandon in I Can Make You a Man when I say this line?). Okay I’ve only seen two but I loved Menus-Plaisirs so much that I think I would like anything Frederick Wiseman makes.
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Can a documentary be too quirkily perfect? This might be a good example of one, where, after thoroughly enjoying every perfectly framed moment and oddball character, I began to wonder if the whole thing was constructed like a Christopher Guest mockumentary.
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Oh the sweet nostalgia of the 90s! The toxic world of commercial photography, particularly if you’re a woman, and the chic of heroin-fuelled nights.
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Fatima (Nadia Melliti) is an Algerian teen living in France. She loves football, hangs out with her bros at school, and spars with her older sisters as they tease her for not knowing how to cook or dress in a way that men like.
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One thing to try not to miss at film festivals is the rare films that don’t get any other platform for viewing. Narva Marbili’s The Sealed Soil is one of these, touted as the oldest surviving Iranian film directed by a woman.
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