So, two of the good films I caught yesterday in Toronto – A Hole In My Heart and House of Flying Daggers – could not be anymore different. And bookending my evening watching them worked, as the former is an intense, jarring, disturbing, and visually offensive film and the latter is delicate, gorgeous, and poetic.
Both are intense on the eyes and mind, with A Hole In My Heart especially impacting. I needed about an hour to recover from it. It was just cinematic overload. Good or bad? I’m leaning towards liking the film quite a bit, but I know many in Toronto disagree with that. It really does seem to be the most debated film at the fest thus far.
Otherwise, Toronto is great, as usual. Saw some not-so-great films, but the good is outweighing the not-so-good. The programming really is exceptional this year and it’s hard to catch your breath in time to watch everything worth watching.
Last night (with the help of Nancy from Tribeca) I checked out the Showtime party in honor of Spike Lee’s documentary Sucker Free City. It was a great time, and I was happy to see Sam Kitt, Spike Lee’s longtime producer, who is really one of the coolest guys in this industry. (And I’m not just saying that because he’s sitting next to me at the industry centre.) After that, a group of us made our way to the Crash after-party, which was massive and overcrowded. Oddly, they had Xbox systems sprawled around the floor for people to play Star Wars videogames in between cocktails. The film itself, I assume, has nothing to do with Xbox games.
The night ended late – way too late – at Bistro 990. The indieWIRE crew, the Wellspring crew, Nicolette from IDP, Jack from UA, Dana from Cinetic, and more were just setting up court and we all drank way too much. God bless Canada.
Today will be a day of scouting some locations for some parties we’re having here in a couple days. I hope to check out a few films as well, of course.