Film
Memory – elusive and essential, tormenting and inescapable – serves as a theme for several of the documentaries in this year’s BJFF.
For its 10th anniversary, the Boston Globe’s documentary festival expanded its cinematic field to a wide variety of genres and subjects.
Filled with B-movie puppet antics, “Frankie Freako” is a joyous throwback to the days where you could walk into a video store and rent one of a dozen Gremlins rip-offs about someone’s mundane suburban life being upended by a bunch of little guys.
“I still pinch myself that I got to work with Clint Eastwood. But any anxiety quickly dissipated upon meeting him. He is so cool and calm and funny and easy.”
A corrupt media lies at the core of “The Seed of the Sacred Fig”‘s powerful condemnation of Iran’s politics, particularly their treatment of women, often in unexpected ways.
To his credit, Mark Cousins does provide some insights into Alfred Hitchcock’s motifs and obsessions, from doors to staircases to creepy, dank interiors crammed with gizmos, gewgaws, and cobwebs.
A reviews of a trio of standout films at this year’s New York Film Festival: Mati Diop’s “Dahomey”, Marta Mateus’ “Fogo do Vento”, and Jem Cohen’s “Little, Big, and Far”.
At the Woodstock Film Festival: the stunning documentary “The Remarkable life of Ibelin” and Mike Leigh’s rich and powerful “Hard Truths”.
“Separated” is a compelling, urgent, and essential examination of an ongoing injustice that every American should see and ponder before going to the polls.
In “Anora,” director Sean Baker brilliantly sustains a hybrid tone, weaving together LOL comedy, sadness, and rage.
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