So there’s a film festival going on here that started on Friday night; it’s in its fourth year of existence. It’s fighting a reputation for being just a big posh gathering that focuses more on bumping elbows with celebrities and rich art-snobs than good film.
That being said, last night I went to see ¿ la folie… pas du tout (“He loves me, He loves me not”), and it was great. It’s an exploration of subjective storytelling. I’m not at all that good at summarizing plots — imdb is good for that sort of thing — but suffice it to say it was a fun movie and I enjoyed it a lot. Go see it if you get the chance!