As I mentioned in my last post, I chose Danny Glover on Saturday over Mel Novikoff Award winner Kevin Brownlow, one of the world's foremost experts on silent films, because I was seeing Brownlow on Sunday. I just did. Billed as an "Introduction to Silents,-- Brownlow's presentation probably would have confused anyone truly unfamiliar with … Continue reading Festival Report, Part 3: Sunday

Why, after screening a dreadful film called Revolution Summer, would I bother seeing something called The Reel Youth Revolution? Because it was screening at a convenient time, and, as a collection of shorts, it couldn't be bad for very long. Besides, as a former film student myself, I was curious to see what young people--blessed … Continue reading Festival Report, Part 2: Saturday

I’m finally back at my computer and able to tell you about what I saw at the Kabuki and Castro. The first movie I caught was the first one shown without opening night hoopla, Otar Iosseliani, The Whistling Blackbird; appropriately, a movie about movies. Julie Bertuccelli’s documentary is a pleasant and often funny study of … Continue reading Festival Report, Part 1: Friday