Showing posts with label The Killer Inside Me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Killer Inside Me. Show all posts

Tuesday, 9 February 2010

So you're going to Berlin?


No?

Me neither. But I wish I was.

I've always had a bit of a fascination with Berlin, tho I haven't had the chance to visit it (yet). And, even though I am generally not a fan of either prizes or 'major' film festivals, the Berlinale – with its combination of Hollywood-visiting-Europe glamour and real cinematic art – is (alongside Cannes, but that deserves a post of its own), and has always been, an exception to that rule. Somehow, in the (over)inflation of film festivals of all kinds (which is mostly good, but sometimes I still do sense a twitch in my semi-conservative soul telling me it might have all gone a tiny bit too far) I still perceive it as relevant, meaningful, and not completely losing its voice when it comes to giving out signs to film buffs and addicts (such as yours truly here) everywhere on what should be 'compulsory viewing' for the year (which, when you live in Croatia, still means making long lists of 'to watch' films which you shall than proceed to catch for an entire year or more, but that's getting a tiny bit better too...). Venice, with its affection for mainstream and stardom, has long lost its relevance in my eyes (tho I know many would disagree); Karlovy Vary still has its tradition, but not a voice loud enough...