Jean-Christophe Meurisse’s Plastic Guns doubles down on the provocations of Bloody Oranges in an off-kilter, hilarious and deeply nasty farce.
Plastic Guns. A Perfect Shitpost.
Tag: Directors Fortnight
The Other Way Around Is Repetitive. Meaningful. Beautiful. Repetitive.
There is beauty and meaning littered throughout the repetitive actions of Jonás Trueba’s endlessly playful Directors’ Fortnight romcom The Other Way Around.
The Empty Pageantry of Savanna and the Mountain
A group of villagers stage a series of increasingly bizarre protests against the development of a lithium mine in the unengaging Savanna and the Mountain.
Parsing the Puzzling Persian of Universal Language
Matthew Rankin’s culture-bending comedy fable throws up all kinds of intellectual questions, but rarely engages on a deeper, emotional level.
(Don’t) Believe The Hyperboreans
Disturbing and entertaining in equal measure, Cristobal León and Joaquín Cociña’s wildly inventive metafiction The Hyperboreans is a standout work from Cannes.
In Our Day Find Profundity in the Very Smallest of Things
Hong Sangsoo returns with In Our Day, a delightful tale that reminds us that contentment can be found in a drink of soju or a puff on a cigarette.
A Song Sung Blue Is Not The Warmest Colour
A Song Sung Blue has every shade of blue you can hope for. But perhaps gorgeous aesthetics can only get you so far. Playing at Directors’ Fortnight.
“We are not used to seeing these kinds of bodies” — Elene Naveriani on Blackbird Blackbird Blackberry
Elene Naveriani shares casting Eka Chavleishvili, portraying older bodies, and casting a critical eye over rural Georgia in Blackbird Blackbird Blackberry.
Blackbird Blackbird Blackberry. Pure Cinema Poetry.
With their third film, Blackbird Blackbird Blackberry, Georgian director Elene Naveriani re-asserts themselves as a major voice in world cinema.
Uncomfortable. Upsetting. Brilliant. Creatura.
The perils of burgeoning female sexuality are excellently turned inside-out in Elena Martín’s impressive second film, playing in Directors’ Fornight.