Film Festival:
Tonight I went to see
Possible Worlds, a Canadian thriller based on
the premise that everything that can exist does exist, in some possible world.
It was quite good, in a surreal kind of way; the photography was spectacular
in places, and there were both funny and thought-provoking moments,
though parts of it seemed a bit vague and confusing (though, with the premise being
what it is, one can expect that; still, towards the start, I was half-expecting
a Greg Egan-esque hard scifi treatment). It's a film that could benefit from a
second viewing, though one it's unlikely to get given that it only screened
at the film festival here and is unlikely to make general release or end up
on a DVD.
(What is it about Canadian films anyway? If they're not dealing with
incest or
necrophilia or somesuch,
they're
edgy
sci-fi
mindfucks.
Perhaps it's the need, deeply ingrained in the Canadian psyche, to
differentiate their films from the committee-scripted, focus-grouped
lowest-common-denominator swill that comes from south of the border?)