SFIFF 2011 begins

Posted April 21, 2011 at 1:52pm by Carl Martin

Tonight the San Francisco International Film Festival opens at the Castro Theatre. Actual film screenings begin tomorrow--here's the schedule of shows that include genuine film projections. Surprising omissions include the late Sidney Lumet's Dog Day Afternoon, the Claire Denis mashup with accompaniment by Tindersticks, the Serge Bromberg tribute featuring 3-D shorts (several of which showed as recently as five years ago in LA in dual-strip 35mm!), and the cityside presentation of Fassbinder's World on a Wire (the PFA will show it in 35mm, as they did in 1997, only back then it hadn't undergone digital intermediate treatment).

I'll also be forgoing works by Raul Ruiz and Catherine Breillat, although at least these were made for TV so I can't fault the choice of screening format. Word has it that some other new works to be shown digitally, like Crime After Crime and The Autobiography of Nicolae Ceausescu, are film-based productions, which is rather curious. Does one have to travel to Cannes to see these properly?

I'm sorry to see that the troubled Clay Theatre has been dropped as a venue--I always found their presentations sharp and bright, though Q&A sessions would always start prematurely, to the detriment of a film's credits. On the other hand, on my few visits to new venue VIZ Cinema I've found little to fault on-screen, and recommend seeing a film there over the lamentable Kabuki (but hey, at least the festival doesn't bother with Sundance's normal reserved-seating nonsense).

I sure do seem cranky, don't I? Over the next couple weeks I'll be checking back in with my responses to the films I see, and if the festival is doing its job I'm sure I'll have cause to inject plenty of good cheer into my postings.

Lubna Azabal and Mélissa Désormeaux-Poulin in Incendies

Already I've seen one film in a press screening, Denis Villeneuve's Incendies. Cheer isn't a word I'd associate with this film, but it is most excellent all the same! Two twentysomethings find in their mother's will an exhortation to track down a father they thought dead and a brother they knew nothing of. Shocking revelations are underplayed (often audience-reveals precede character-reveals) in favor of moral and (fictionalized) political complexities, the general gist of which is all a viewer can expect to apprehend. A few clumsy mathematical metaphors, which I assume originate in Wajdi Mouawad's play, are easily forgiven. Yes, this is an adaptation from the stage, and yet with its diverse locales and its selective framing it's a wonderfully cinematic translation. The (French) credits make mention of 2k digital work, which I believe is restricted to some few bleary effects shots. The image is in general quite lovely, sharp, and filmic. At any rate, Villeneuve keeps most "effects-worthy" happenings off-screen, preferring a sophisticated and poetic human-centered film language to clumsy dioramic bombast.

As last year, have I seen my favorite festival movie before the festival has even started? Stay tuned....