I often don’t give Minneapolis enough credit, mainly because it’s niche specialties aren’t for me. But I never thought I’d be as excited as I was for the Film Festival this year. 300 films, 3 weeks, and the member ticket discount. <Angels singing>. To be fair and equitable, we can assume that the festival is equivalent to the Olympics of films, and while you may be the best of your country, and far better than anything I could do, someone still has to lose, someone wins, and a bunch of people finish unrecognized. Mostly I am judging based on 1) cultural education, 2) storytelling ability and 3) personal enlightenment. So below is my running judgment of films I have made it to thus far.
The Losers | Honorable Mentions | The Winners |
A Screaming Man (Chad) | Reconciliation: Mandela’s Miracle (S Afr) | A Good Man (US documentary) |
Mad Bastards (Australia) | I’m Not Black, I’m Coloured (S. Africa) | Soul of Sand (India) |
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