I really wish that an event like this would occur at least twice a year. But since it is just beyond me, then I have to content myself with the wait and the expectations. It's worth waiting after all. I am referring to the EU-sponsored CINE EUROPA, the annual event when European films are shown to the Filipino audience. This year's edition featured some absolutely memorable crafts.
Gladly, I'd like to believe that this festival is gaining popularity, as evidenced by the queues which seem to be longer and longer each year. On the average, four films were shown each day.
I live far away from the mall where the festival is held but what the heck. This comes only once a year, after all. The avid movie fan that I am, an event like this should not be missed. And thinking about it, I am so tired of formula movies, shoot-'em-ups and whatnot.
The other day, I watched Zu & Zo, the Dutch comedy about a gay man who's marrying a woman (!) and how his three sisters concocted plots (to no avail) just to stop the union. This was an Oscar finalist and it was really funny.
The three films that I have watched yesterday were truly excellent works of art. I watched with a friend who is taking Art Studies, so just imagine the reviews that came later...:-0
We started with Italy's IL MESTIERE DELLE ARMI (Profession of Arms) by the great Ermanno Olmi. One fine, fine movie. For me, the best, at least from those I've seen. It was an epic drama and focused on the medieval (?)war between the Lutherans (the Germans)and the Pontificals. The main character was Giovanni de' Medici whose courage was simply non-pareil. This film tackled one important issue: Does end justifies the means (shades of Machiavelli)? What happens when technological innovations enter a war of ideologies? My friend draw parallelisms between this movie and the recent invasion of Iraq. Does the end, no matter how unclear and unreasonable and unpopular, justify the means by which the invasion was done? Her question was worth pondering, although I feel my answer is clear - NO.
We opted to skip the next movie since we've seen it last year, during its commercial run. But the Spanish LOS OTROS (The Others) was clearly one of the most popular in the selection.
Next stop was the the heartwarming Finnish entry KAHLEKUNINGAS (The Handcuff King) by Arto Koskinen. It was the touching story of a Finnish boy - Esko - and his genuine friendship with a Swedish counterpart. Set in a border town, it mirrors two different cultures and the more important affinities and similarities shared by them. The Swedish boy died of leukemia and this changed Esko's perception of life. One quote - although I'm not sure if I got it correctly - "Once you stop trying too hard, all things come into place."
Finally, we watched the French KARNAVAL by Thomas Vincent. A story about a young couple and how a meeting with a stow away changed their lives thereafter. Interposed with this was the dizzying carnival atmosphere. In the end, the characters met their epiphanies, discovering who and what they really love in the process.
Going home, and riding a cab, my friend and I had what seemed to be a never-ending conversation about the movies and how they reflect the cultures of the nations where they came from. I have seen China's THE HERO earlier this year and I am going to watch NIRGENDWO IN AFRIKA (Nowhere in Africa) one of these days as it is shown commercially. I hope more are coming. And hopefully, such films would not only be screened in once-in-a-blue moon festivals. HABLE CON ELLA (Talk to her) was shown commercially and it was a relative success.
By the way, my bliss ended there.
I told the driver to pass by my friend's place. But sometimes, people turn like Dorie ( you know that forgetful character in FINDING NEMO). The driver (who might have enjoyed our conversation or who simply had other things in mind) forgot the instruction and we have to go do a 360-degree turn just to bring my friend to her place. Or was it our fault, since we were not observing the way he was taking? I think it was more of the latter. Hehehe.
The punishment was not enough. I have to brave a heavy traffic jam at 12 midnight. It was not a long stretch, but it took us an hour to get through just a kilometer of flooded road. Manila is notorious for traffic jams but not at such an unholy hour! Well, the culprit was an altercation which was clearly not solved expeditiously.
T'was a long day. But not a traffic jam, not a Dorie-like driver, not even the cost of popcorn could make me miss an event like this.