There is nothing really to criticise about the quality of this film. It is a delicate and tender portrait of a lesbian couple in Hong Kong, made tragic by the death of one that then cuts the other adrift with no rights in a heterosexual and patriarchal society.
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This one will stick in your mind whether you love it or hate it. It’s like Fish Tank meets Kajillionaire.
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I found this documentary hard going. If I’d seen it at the start of the festival and less tired, I might have been awed by the technique of overlapping footage with disconnected but meaningful audio.
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Ray Argall introduced this showing of his personal collection of films from the 80s that he has been restoring.
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This one is a bit of a weepy. I went in thinking it was about off grid living and homeschooling – raising children in nature – but it’s actually as much about grief.
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I think what threw me about this often delightful, often gross body horror was the expectation from reading the synopsis that it was feminist. It has made me muse on what my expectations are when that term is applied to a film, and I think it is about more than putting women’s stories at the centre, It’s about stories of women’s power and autonomy.
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One of the hardest things about MIFF is staying confident with the films that you have chosen.
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Levan Akin (And Then We Danced (2019)) gives us an engaging story of familial regret and redemption with a glimpse into lives on the margins between country, family and gender.
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Dark Mofo is a space for oddities and the screening in the Hobart Town Hall of this 1920 silent, German horror with live music score by electronic artist Lucrecia Dalt is a good place to start.
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JRR Tolkien was my first major literary crush. Watership Down was a first love and paved the way for 17 years as a vegetarian and refusal to ever eat rabbit but reading The Lord of the Rings in my teens began a long-lasting love of epic fantasy. I read and reread it many times in my teens and 20s and owned pretty much every published book by or about Tolkien until his estate began churning out unpublished, and unfinished works.
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