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Review: Nostalgia For The Light [Blu-ray]

Just by reading the title of the film, you get the sense that mammoth ideas covering a sprawling lay of topics will be explored, but as the credits roll you will know for sure that Nostalgia For The Light is not only an apt title, but quite perfect for this wistful essay of grandeur.

TIFF 2011: Wavelengths 5: The Return/Aberration of Light

Closing out Wavelengths 2011 was an inspired, if imbalanced, double bill that matched The Return (see pic above) - the newest work from Nathaniel Dorsky (who is some kind of avant-garde guru) - with a live cinema performance by Sandra Gibson, Luis Recoder, and Olivia Block called Aberration of Light: Dark Chamber Disclosure.

TIFF 2011: Wavelengths 4: Space is the Place

Everyone in the avant-garde and experimental cinema world seems to revel in the idea of 'space': interior & exterior spaces, how one 'negotiates' space, 'place' vs. 'space', 'virtual' vs. 'physical', mapping vs. traveling, and so on down the line. Really, though, as we're officially immersed in the still foreign space known as the WWW, we're more disoriented now than ever before.

TIFF 2011: Wavelengths 3: Serial Rhythms

The most enigmatically grouped programme in this year's Wavelengths was the third showcase. Where Wavelengths 1 was modelled on the fading analogue medium of celluloid, and Wavelengths 4 interpreted the concept of 'space' in six radically different ways, the theme of Serial Rhythms seemed to evolve from one piece to the next.

Review: Twixt

"At first an art house gallery of moody tone and cheeky laughs, Coppola’s latest flick quickly peters out to a tired exercise of frills and nothing more. Instead of the exploration of an artist’s pain over the loss of a child, the film becomes an accomplishment in apathy."

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Interview: Marjane Satrapi & Vincent Paronnaud – Persepolis

The thrill of meeting Marjane Satrapi reminded me of being 6 years old at Disney Land when I met the living, breathing Cinderella. Except Cinderella was an actress with a blond wig and Marjane is the real woman behind her autobiographical graphic novel, turned movie, “Persepolis”. The distinctive mole on her nose and her dark sultry eyes rose off the page and appeared in front of me, smoking and speaking with a French accent.

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