Back-B-Log: Catch-Up: New Forest Film Festival 2011 Wrap UpI've gotten around to finishing all articles relating to the 2011 New Forest Film Festival, a series of events at which I both volunteered and puntered and more. I love the idea of having this Film Festival on my doorstep in the forest, and want to help it succeed. After an excellent taster evening in 2010, the 2011 Festival was the first with a full program, and it is an encouraging building block for the future.
It was immediately before my three week trip to the States, and much of the time since has been devoted to preparing then caring for the litter of puppies who are now four months old and, except for the lovely Anya, have gone to wonderful and loving homes (Anya has stayed in our wonderful and loving home) -- which is why this job lot are so late for completion, the puppies ate my homework.
If you've ended up here because you Googled the Festival, be warned, I do go on a bit. Of course, whether you care for my self referential musings is your problem. Feel free to dip in and out of them as you wish.
I also was short listed (1 of 2) for this years New Forest Film Festival Critic of the Year (over 18). Here's my review as entered for The Brothers Bloom, as well as two other essays I considered submitting, a clip of the awards presentation, and my Critic's Cut of my review (including the bits that were over the submission's 500 word limit).
Here's a couple of tangentially related pieces, the strangely negative effect of Richard O'Brien on my existence, and why you shouldn't disabuse people of their love for a film that you patently know is wrong (which casually mentions my role in the winning team at the NFFF Film Quiz)
|13/11/11||My Life in the Movies: Richard O'Brien , Unintentionally My Nemesis|
|13/11/11||My Life in the Movies: There Are Some Arguments You Don't Want to Win|
As I perversely prefer them to be posted to the dates when either I started writing them, or more relevantly chose to post them, this means they don't show up as the latest thing in the arbitrarily chronological feed of this blog, hence this catch up round up. If any of you gluttons for punishment particularly enjoy the above, you may be interested in my former festival experience, when, as a young IT consultant, I crashed the Cannes Film Festival, starting with Back-B-log 1990: Cannes - Dread And Victory (I.a.To Cannes (and hell)).