Yesterday I joined a group of fellow filmmakers at the U.S. Consulate. It was a collection of six very different films represented by six disparate directors, yet all of us with the same struggles.
No festival would be complete without its very own party circuit and EIFF is no different.
Each year at the fest, there's much fun to be had in guessing what 'the next big thing' is going to be, and I reckon a local production could be this year's hot ticket.
Friday was a record day for the Michael Powell jury. We watched 3 films between 9 and 4 with a short break for lunch. While we were entertained, minds stimulated and our curiosity piqued, sustenance came in a variety of forms.
We took it easy today. First thing, we watched Paper Solider which both Jason and I found completely charming. I only wish they had shot the camel into space.
That’s where I spent most of my evening at last night’s Away We Go party. I have no celebrity anecdotes to offer, but I did meet a number of lovely people. I suppose I could regale you with tales of the evening’s questionable decisions, but what happens in the Library Bar stays in the Library Bar.
Just before Away We Go screened at the fest last night, John Krasinski, who stars in the film with Maya Rudolph, popped by to mingle with festivalgoers sipping champagne in a private room next to the theatre.
During a hectic first day of the fest, I finally got to meet my fellow bloggers, and our online audience are in for a treat.
The festival juries arrived somewhat bleary-eyed Monday and Tuesday, winging (and in one case ferrying) in from around Europe, the US and Australia.
My fellow blogger Colan Mehaffey filmed an on-camera interview with me just a couple of hours ago. Now as an aspiring filmmaker you often rehearse in your mind what it will be like when you do the late night talk shows: Letterman, Leno, The Daily Show.
When it comes to courting controversy, few directors have greater experience than Lars von Trier, but the Festival is right to screen the shocking Antichrist.
It’s that time...you’re trying to answer five emails at once, everyone get a solution to a guest/screenings/lack of jaffa cake issue that has just occurred, and you know the nagging feeling that you have forgotten to do something will haunt you until the end of the festival.
"A rose by any other name would smell as sweet;
So zombie would, were he not zombie call'd."
It’s late in my New York apartment and tomorrow I say goodbye to normal life.
In among the glitz and glamour of the Festival, there are moments which remind you that EIFF is, above all, about a passion for cinema.
With the announcement of Ice Age: Dawn of the Dinosaurs at EIFF, I may be tempted to my first 3-D movie experience in 26 years.
Just occasionally reading about films inspires me more than watching them, expecially when it throws up an anecdote that makes me appreciate a filmmaker even more.
Every year I inevitably come across a lost soul at Festival time, dejected because they’ve missed out on a great film or an onstage appearance by their cinematic idol.
While doing some online research on the supercool blaxploitation pastiche Black Dynamite, I've stumbled across this year's must-have movie merchandise.
Well, this is it then - the first ever EIFF blog. A historic online moment for the world’s longest continually running film festival. If I had champagne to hand - sadly, I don't - I'd ceremoniously pop the cork.
- black box
- breathe in
- british council
- chris fujiwara
- edinburgh international film festival
- eiff 2013
- eiff 2014
- eiff short film challenge
- film festival
- focus on iran
- kiss the water
- magic magic
- michael powell competition
- monsters university
- oh boy
- programme launch
- sofia coppola
- student critics
- the armstrong lie
- the bling ring
- the east
- throwback thursday
- thursday throwback
- ticket deal
- ticket grab
- tilda swinton