Here are my final reviews for Fantastic Fest 2014. Between illness and tech issues, I ended up seeing far less than I hoped. I still had, dare I say it, a fantastic time and look forward to reviewing even more films next year.
Very reminiscent of younger geeks, Scott’s reality never seems good enough for him. He always embellishes upon the truth about his accomplishments. Being a world class kick boxer is not enough, but he must be the best in all of Canada. Making two films is not enough, but must win several film festival awards. Scott’s story sounds almost too good to be true and as this fascinating film progresses, cracks appear in his tale. Though he imagines himself as the Canadian Van Damme or Chuck Norris, Elliot lacks the charisma, not to mention the martial art skills, of either. Linda at first supports the man she loves until his inconsistent behavior devolves into bullshit.
Embolden with the intriguing and insightful interviews of Scott’s friends, the fascinating tale ventures into unexpected and seemingly unreal territories. With Kung Fu Elliot, directors Matthew Bauckman and Jaret Belliveau expertly deliver one of the best features of Fantastic Fest.
Anchored by the excellent Redetzki and Heyer, Muskala’s first offering largely uses stereotypes effectively as a short hand for character understanding—Simone and Sebastian are tortured artists with bohemian ideas; Martin the naive country bumpkin. Though those same stereotypes also weaken the narrative. Martin too eagerly accepts all the new weirdness in around him. Simone reallies far too much on her sexuality. Sebastian is almost comically moody. Using older Berlin tenement buildings settings, the claustrophobic film could use a few more Gothic and creepy elements or perhaps even overplayed the existing ones.
Muskala masterfully uses the few bloody moments effectively to shock. Overall, a quality, quiet thriller in an era dominated by bloody and uber violent slasher porn.
Littered with bizarre time shifts, unexpected slow motion sequences, and terrible jump cuts, the insane movie enjoys a surprisingly good soundtrack created by The Moody Blues with songs by Procol Harem and Conway Twitty. The amateurish acting and terrible screenplay only serve to enhance the wholly enjoyable, surreal experience of The Astrologer.
Despite being littered with excessive torture porn and curious explorations of Oedipal issues, the mercifully short film (69 minutes) effectively offers a disturbing, riveting, and compelling tale. Very unsettling but extremely well done, Tombville marks List as a talent to watch.
Creator Victoria Cocks superbly melds all these disparate elements into an enjoyable concoction, full of potential and devoid of pretense and lunacy. Though never explained, the existence of the talking, intelligent pandas never distracts from the overall story. Cooks manages the almost impossible by creating a very serious affair with your lead running around in a panda head. The enjoyable Wastelander Panda: Exile serves its primary function in leaving the viewer wanting to learn more of about the Pandas and their world.
Catholic symbolism abounds in a 1950s Spain, complete with the expected mores and limitations of the era. Buoyed by the effective leads, Andrés and Roel created the proper claustrophobic atmosphere. Shrew’s Nest manages to overcome its fairly predictable story, emerging as and unsettling and scary thriller.
Very offensive and non-PC to the max, the fairly typical disgusting movie overcomes its roots with excellent performances by Haars and Arends. The beautiful Hoecks outshines them all with her magnetic portrayal. The highly recommended Bros Before Hos delivers with very well written and conceived humor. Make sure to stay through the final credits.
If I can overcome the tech difficulties, there are 3-4 movies from Fantastic Fest, I’d still like to review. Though with Wizard World Austin coming up and my other commitments, it’s sadly not likely.
Course I always dream big, so we’ll see.