From time to time people ask me how to choose the films I see in a film festival. There is a long answer, complicated, but we are going with one short: sometimes the films pick me.
That took place on Sunday in the international Karlovy Vary Film Festival. It is how I got to see a German film strangely attractive (and poorly titled), fillets of love.
While it looked intriguing in its catalogue writing, fillets of love did not seem as cosy as a film of the India wanted to see, Dabba, whose press screening began half an hour before for threads of love. Dabba was at 3: 30, fillets of love in 4 - and as fillets of love lost the draw.
Dabba, I think it was in Hindi, then began and there were no English subtitles. I've been to festivals 30 years - and this is only the second time I remember that occurs in a projection was on. By the time thought that this was not a momentary mistake but an insoluble problem for the day, I stayed long enough to walk to the side of seeing love steaks.
Written and directed by Jakob Lass, fillets of love is an intriguing blend of romance, comedy and drama about a recently hired masseuse (Franz Rogowski) at a luxury seaside hotel. He gets involved with one of the chefs in the kitchen of the hotel (Lana Cooper), whose sense of Audacity draws him a lifetime of shyness. But he recognizes that she has a drinking problem and tries to save her, leading to friction. Rogowsky seems a young Vincent Gallo and plays the timidity of the character with great ingenuity. Cooper had an anything goes brightness in his eyes that was fun and attractive - and then fear.
Dabba was actually the second film of the day with inadequate English subtitles. The first was a public screening of another German movie, nothing bad can happen. Their Czech subtitles had the audience laughing - but it looked like a single line in six had been translated into English. I felt that the joke - or jokes - was missing and rescued after 10 minutes.
On the other hand, had the opportunity to get to a projection of press of concussion, a movie he had seen and loved in Sundance this year was so fun and touching the second time, and admired yet again, particularly the work of Robin Weigert, Johnathan Tchaikovsky and Maggie Siff in central roles.
My day began with 11.6, a convincing French film that has managed to be a thriller and a study of the character, by Philippe Godeau
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