Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Philadelphia Film Festival & Cinefest '09: Day 7



Delightful (but overlong) Japanese comedy about an actor hired to impersonate a legendary assassin but only told that he's filming an improvised movie. Needless to say, hijinks ensue. It has a lot of smart gags and a true love of cinema. Oh, and the ending is effing amazing.



I'd say that this Argentinian movie was about 35% sex and 60% mystic mumbo jumbo about sex. I've seen pornos with more intricate plots and deeper character development. I will attempt to quote two lines of dialogue from a conversation late in the film (I'm doing this from memory so they're not going to be completely accurate):
I know this is going to sound crazy but when we're having sex I am transported to other cites!

What, she has a hallucinogenic twat?
Oh, and in case you're wondering, the remaining 5% involved sleepwalking, a witch, and walking on stilts.



This may come as a shock to you but highly processed foods are unhealthy and businesses care about making money, not what's good for you. This is a well-made documentary but it's not exactly breaking any new ground. The whole time I was watching this I kept thinking of the scene in Fast Food Nation where Bruce Willis admits to Greg Kinnear that the beef has been contaminated by shit and then takes a big bite out of a juicy burger. But they were giving away books at this screening so I at least got to walk away with a copy of "Eat Safe" and "Skinny Bitch" so that's a plus . . . I guess.



Fun but ultimately unfulfilling movie about a Japanese Group Sound (GS) band in the late 60s. It has some of the charm of That Thing You Do! and genuine laughs but the film never fully delivers on the promise of its premise.



This multi-family drama deals with the legacy of abuse and attempts to break free from a damaging cycle. In stark contrast to some other films I've seen this year that stretch thin plots to the breaking point, this movie suffers from a epic story that feels a little cramped in the 120-minute running time. This film has so much to say and so much ground to cover that I almost think the story would be better served by a miniseries or TV show. I think part of the problem is that it's a semi-autobiographical picture and the author wanted to put every defining moment from her childhood into it. Of coarse, when all is said and done, I'd much prefer a film with too much story than too little.

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