toronto film festival

Well, I have returned to write to you after what feels like a very long absence. In the past eight days life has been a bit busier than usual. Last week my co-worker was moving so I was alone in the call centre much of the time. This didn't leave much time for writing to say the least. Also, I've been feeling a bit concerned about my manager finding this blog. Another co-worker overheard that I had a website and asked me how it was going. If you've been reading anything I've written to date, you know that I don't exactly speak highly of my job. Today, however, I have been playing far too many games and am in need of some keyboard therapy. I am throwing caution to the wind.

This week has also been busy in some good ways. I've caught up on several projects at home that I've been leaving, I finally started my night class, and I spent some quality time with some quality people. Also, last friday I went to the Toronto Film Festival with Ceej. We didn't see too many celebrities as we went to a foreign film and I destroyed my feet in some beautiful shoes. Overall an excellent evening. There's nothing like seeing a movie, no less a world premiere, in the presence of those who made it. A certain conscioussness of every reaction and judgement arises allowing the viewer to appreciate the film completely. I think I'm addicted. We saw L'Enfer, a French/Italian/Belgian/Japanese work directed by Danis Tanovic (No Man's Land).

Emanuelle Béart in L'Enfer

I loved every bit of this movie and really appreciated the thoughtful, observant, and familiar writing of Kryzstof Kieslowski (Three Colors: Blue, White, and Red). The write up seemed pretty cliché, but Ceej hit the nail on the head when he said that French movies have a way of making it interesting. Tomorrow I'm seeing Die Weisse Massai (The White Massai), a German film directed by Hermine Huntgeburth. I'm not sure how this one will be, but I'll keep you posted.