Day Three: Happiness

My bag smells of falafel. This is the problem when watching four films back to back and don't want to eat Hot Dogs made from pig's bums and other less identifiable meats or overpriced sugar filled popcorn. I was prepared. I learnt from the LFF. I had snacks and I had drinks to see me through the war. However my falafel escaped and fell to pieces, hence my bag smells of falafel. Could be worse I suppose. Could've been tuna. Anyway. I digress. Hugely. Today was an excellent day. Again I had slightly cocked up, getting my actors called Sarah P mixed up. You see I though Stories We Tell was directed by Sarah Paulson (whom I adore greatly). It's not. It's directed by Sarah Polley. Whom I like. In fact i kinda adore her now after the film. Apart from that no other glitches and it was a day filled with fun, laughter, sex lies and videotape. On film. I didn't have sex. Honest. The day ended with a joyous gay wedding in New York. Then Easyjet went and cocked it all up by delaying a 50 minute flight 3 HOURS. I have a word for them but I will say it under my breath as I am a lady. However if you're partial to a crossword, five letters beginning with c.....

9.05
Stories We Tell
I could whip out the Phillip Larkin quote again but it's not quite right in this case. A more fitting second title for this could be All About My Mother. Sarah Polley takes us on a journey through her family's history where some very old skeletons are taken out of the closet and presented for all to see. Brave.

Polley's parents were thespians and her brothers and sisters are articulate and good looking so it's a pleasure to hear from them and its fascinating watching each person recant their version of the story. Each one believes they are telling the truth and each one, in their own way, loved the shining star at the centre of the story, Polley's mother Diane. Using home movies and photos and a very sneaky cheat I won't mention as its a nice reveal Polley lets each party tell their side. Although of course as she is the editor the end product is her own personal version. Fascinating stuff.

11.10
Svengali
Despite being excited for this film (I adore Vicky McClure) my stomach sank slightly as it began as I thought, oh no, another crappy low budget Brit flick that's low on laughs and high on cringe. However it ended up surprising me by being sweet and actually funny with some great performances. Including one fantastic cameo by Alan McGhee.

Dixy is a Welsh boy obsessed with music and according to girlfriend Shell, in possession of a 'golden ear'. Finding a band called The Premature Congratulations Dixy takes Shell and off on the Megabus they go to the big smoke to seek fame and fortune. It doesn't quite work out like that.....

Johnny Owen wrote and produced and for the most part it's pretty well done. Small roles populated with class actors like Martin Freeman, Maxine Peak and a brilliant comedic turn from the wonderful Matt Berry. Also boasting a cracking soundtrack it's well worth a look.

1305
Frances Ha.
This is the one. If you follow us on Twitter you may know that I have been pretty obsessed with seeing this film. I love Noah Baumbach and I think I love Greta Gerwig although I couldn't stand Greenberg. I was concerned this film would disappoint. It did not. It is funny, sweet, old fashioned (in a good way). The script is great and the performances are all excellent with Greta Gerwig on the top. She is mesmerising and Frances is a fantastic comedy creation. I will write a full review tomorrow suffice to say its about a twenty something wanna be dancer learning how to live her life and manage her closest relationships. It rocks.

1530
Before You Know It.
Final film of the day. I was praying it wouldn't be as irritating as yesterday's and it wasn't. It was about twenty minutes too long but it's a pretty life affirming experience.

Following the experiences of three men in their 60's and 70's, two gay,one cross dresser as the director explores what it's like for each if them. The experiences are vastly different. The most heartbreaking for me was Dennis Creamer (!) the 73 year old cross dresser who was so brave and yet always so alone. There was some hope towards the end though. The other two were Ty from Harlem who runs a centre for geriatric LGBT and is having perhaps the best time of the three although is hung up on being proposed to now that gay marriage has been passed in New York State, which makes for some funny scenes. Lastly we have Rob, 'the mouth of the south' who owns the longest running gay bar in Galveston Texas but has more than his fair share if problems and lost the love of his life some years back.

It's always interesting if a little hard to watch at times but is certainly life affirming as Robert says 'you never think about getting old when you're young but before you know it it creeps up on you'.

So that's your lot from Edinburgh's fair city. Full reviews will go up for those we deem worthy (i.e all of them except that pesky one) over next few weeks.

Bye for now.

Broken McShark. Sorry Scotland.