
It's my last day at the EIFF with only one jury screening (British comedy debut
Someone Else) left for me to overlook. Due to other commitments, I'll have to pass up the film although if the lukewarm-to-negative responses are anything to go by it won't be much of a loss - my London-based EIFF colleagues weren't impressed with what they felt was the typical tourist postcard view of the capital and the allegedly so-so comedy. The ordinariness of
Someone Else seems representative of the overall solid, if decidedly underwhelming quality of this year's festival programme; many films I saw showed technical expertise but few had anything interesting to say about their respective genres.
Into that category belong the schizophrenic Norwegian thriller
Next Door with Lynchian sound design and shades of early Polanski in which a reclusive young man who has just been left by his girlfriend gets drawn into a circle of sexual violence and murder after being seduced by the two mysterious women living in the adjacent apartment (* *
out of five), the all-too-rarely amusing black comedy
Shut Up & Shoot Me from the Czech Republic about an Englishman who wants to commit suicide after his wife is accidentally killed during their holiday in Prague (
* out of five), Michael Cuesta's sometimes successful but altogether shrill and sneering look at American suburbia,
Twelve and Holding, which benefits from an excellent ensemble cast (
* * out of five) and the French comedy
One Fine Day with Benoit Poelvoorde who became famous for his superb turn as the postman-turned serialkiller in
Man Bites Dog; Poelvoorde plays insurance salesman Francois Berthier who, in a plot somewhat reminiscent of
Groundhog Day, finds that one day his bad fortune (his wife has filed for divorce, the espresso machine explodes, his co-workers and boss bully him) has been reversed miraculously. As sugary-sweet as
Amelie but not as diverting, the film lacks a real satirical edge to sustain its one-note joke (
* * out of five).
Worth a look are the following three entries: the tender and bittersweet Thai love story
Midnight, My Love revolves around a Bangkok taxi driver, Bati, a loner, who meets a young escort girl, Nuan, during one of his night shifts and gradually falls in love with her. The film is full of nostalgia and palpable affection for 1950/60s Thai pop songs and the older generations' traditional, conservative way of life; the blossoming romance between the middle-aged man and the girl is told with great sensitivity and a light touch that is also evident in the kitsch and parody of the 1970s style soap operas that mirror Bati's feelings. When Bati gets involved with Nuan's clients the film briefly wanders off into gangster film and sci-fi territory which felt jarringly out of character to me. However, the film deserves credit for forcing Bati to earn his redemption the hard way, and the cautiously optimistic, quietly moving coda reminded me a little of the beautiful finale of Chaplin's
City Lights. Rating could go up on a second viewing if the film gets a national distributor. (
* * * out of five)
The documentary
Al Franken: God Spoke is a sometimes side-splittingly funny portrait of the former Saturday Night Life comedian and left-wing radio talk show host Al Franken during his successful campaign against the FOX network and his debates with right-wing opponents Bill O'Reilly, Rush Rimbaugh and Ann Coulter. It's an illuminating depiction of the mechanisms and ideologies of the country's left-wing media and a forceful reminder of the political and cultural divide in the US; it's also free of the editorialising that occasionally mars Michael Moore's work. My only concern is that, as it ends just in the aftermath of the 2004 presidential elections, the film loses some of its urgency and topicality, and comes at least a year late (I'm only guessing but for the immediate and long-term future it may well be intended to rejuvenate disillusioned Democrat voters and the few unconverted for 2008). (
* * * out of five)
It's impossible to talk about the Spanish film
The Uncertain Guest in detail without spoiling it but suffice to say that this captivating and mind-bending film alternating between suspense, horror and comedy belies its seemingly generic appearance: a young architect, unsettled and living alone in his large aparment after the break-up from his girlfriend, receives a strange visitor one evening. The man asks to use Felix's phone and then disappears completely. When he begins hearing noises in the house, Felix becomes uncertain whether they are real or imagined. To say more wouldn't be fair except that the film's original approach pays off as long as one's prepared to accept that the final revelations feel a bit contrived but that's a small price to pay for Morales' sheer inventiveness. (
* * * out of five)
Best Films of the Festival:
Air Guitar Nation
Summer Palace
Luxury Car
Worst Film of the Festival:
Red Shoes
Films I Missed:
The Host
It's Winter
Them
Iceberg