Usually Saturday is really busy during the festival with films starting as early as 9 am some years. But we've somehow gotten into a routine with Netflix that we never watch before it's dark. (Well, in the summer, before 8 or 9 pm anyway.) So it didn't seem right to start til late afternoon. We saw one documentary feature - Sapelo - one shorts program - The Best Ships Are Friendships - and one narrative feature - The Last Days of Capitalism.
Sapelo is a documentary about. . . well, that's a bit of a problem. It starts out, it seemed, to be about the Black people who have been living on the island, a ferry ride from mainland Georgia, for 200 years. There are lots of pauses to just look at beautiful vistas of the island. But it meanders into a story about two brothers, their grandmother. How old are the boys? Don't remember being told. I do remember that an older brother was 14, so I'm guessing these two were maybe between 9 and 11. The grandmother adopted the mother too. Some of it feels like a reality show. Some of it feels like an invasion of the kids' privacy, particularly as we watch one of the boys having anger management problems and there's talk of his medication. He's wearing an ankle bracelet for a while and in the end he's been sent to a detention center. By the end I felt like these boys were being exploited. They weren't capable of giving consent. Was it the grandmother who gave consent? What was she told they would be filming?
On the other hand, a unique way of life was being captured. Well, the end of a unique way of life. The boys may well treasure this intimate portrait of them when they are older. But making it public doesn't feel right to me.
What was the relationship between the Swiss filmmakers and the people on the island. We never see from or hear about the film makers except near the beginning when one of the boys looks up at the camera and apologizes for his language
The Last Days of Capitalism - Wow. Just picked this from the website knowing nothing about it and we were totally absorbed by two actors - Sarah Rose Harper and Mike Faiola. We had no idea where it was headed. This was not your ordinary movie fare. This is what I love about film festivals. Will I wake up in the morning and wonder what I was thinking? Not sure. I just know that we were hooked til the very end. Recommended. (Not saying much about the content. Just know that it is two people probing each other. Drugs and alcohol and a fair amount of money are involved.) My hat is off to writer/director Adam Mervis.
All of the shorts were worth watching. Grab My Hand: A Letter to My Dad was the one that stands out as visually striking and clever and beautiful and it was the right length for the story. Nothing unnecessary. I just don't know why they didn't call it Gatecheck. Be sure to watch this one. Camrus Johnson, thanks for this film. Latchkeys was sweet - I mean that in the best way.
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