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Revelation Film Festival 2024 - Wrap up


Well, that brings an end to a fantastic edition of the Revelation Perth International Film Festival. I managed fewer films than I'd hoped due to a rough cold, but still got to see nine (plus one at the Programme Launch back in May). Spoilt for choice this year - I'll briefly run through my least to most liked:

The Primevals ½

The story behind this film is more interesting than the film itself. Devised in the 70s, with principal photography done in Romania and Italy in 1994, it was finally released in 2023. A bonkers story about Yetis being genetically modified by lizard aliens (I think), this feels like a Ray Harryhausen stop-motion film from the 60s. It's really a vehicle for David Allen's puppet mastery, the bloke has some serious visual effects cred, but he doesn't cut it as a writer/director. I guess if it can produce a line like this -  "The eyes of a dying giraffe can change a man." - then it can't be all bad.


Hundreds of Beavers ½


Very inventive, uber stupid animated reality about a guy who aims to win a woman's hand in marriage by killing loads of beavers (not real ones). It starts slowly, picks up about halfway through, but wears out its welcome soon enough. The absolute commitment to Road Runner style slapstick is to be commended. I just couldn't maintain the watching rhythm.


We Were Dangerous 


1950s set drama about a group of 'incorrigible delinquent girls' in New Zealand who are sent to an island to prepare them for marriage and keep them out of trouble. There are some fine performances from the girls (Erana James, Manaia Hall and Nathalie Morris) and an OTT one from the matron (Rima Te Wiata). Nothing groundbreaking but it's a nice kick at old-fashioned conservatism.


So Unreal  


This is a fun video essay on how technology is treated in film. Debbie Harry gives us a ripe voice over that probably does more harm than good. Most of the expected films are there but also some intrigues like Mindwarp, The Lawnmower Man and Looker. One for the film nerds.


The Man I Left Behind  


Larry Towell is an experienced photojournalist from Canada with stints in Central America and the Middle East. This documentary, mainly shot by Towell himself, depicts his press gigs, sandwiched between his home life. Some of the footage is horrific, the landmines victims' prosthetic 'maintenance' sequence particularly shocking. A pretty important doco that just lagged a bit in its delivery.


Kid Snow ½


Some traditional film making with this boxing drama about a pair of brothers touring the Aussie bush with a tent fighting troupe and a girl who gets stuck in the middle. Phoebe Tonkin is excellent as Sunny, the brothers Kid (Billy Howle) and Rory (Tom Bateman) are solid too. This flips the traditional sports movie trope of the underdog prevailing, and director Paul Goldman knows how to hit all the right beats. Shot mostly in Kalgoorlie, and the outback looks suitably dusty, if that's your thing.


Power Alley 


This is an extremely well made debut drama from writer/director Lillah Halla about abortion in Brazil. Fine performances from the young cast, who apparently improvised much of their dialogue, with special mention for the lead, Ayomi Domenica. The volleyball coach Sol (Grace Passô) is a standout too. Engaging and enraging cinema.


Hesitation Wound  


See separate review here.


Kinds of Kindness 


Great triptych from Yorgos Lanthimos with a clutch of actors (Jesse Plemmons, Emma Stone, Willem Dafoe, Margaret Qualley) playing different characters over the three stories. I don't usually dig these composite films but this was an off-the-wall joy, especially the third part. Not many filmmakers have the power to provoke the sort of open-mouthed disbelief in the audience, not shock as such, more like a snort and a shake of the head, usually followed by a satisfied grin (in my case, anyway). Must complete the Lanthimos set one of these days.


Birdeater ½


The best film at Rev was the last one I saw. This Aussie drama about a young guy, Louie (Mackenzie Fearnley) who invites his fiancé, Irene (Shabana Azeez) to his buck's party weekend is a modern gem. Co-writer/directors Jack Clark and Jim Weir have tooled something special in their feature debut. It has echoes of Wake in Fright and Phantom Thread, and the exploration of toxic dependency is scathing and unsettling. The performances are mint with an especially fantastic turn from Ben Hunter as psycho mate Dylan. Atmospheric and assured, a very exciting career launch for these guys. Filmmakers to keep an eye on.

I also caught a couple of shorts before the features - Bottleneck, Kindling, Broono and Max Pam: The Freddie Incident, the last being the pick. All in all, this was a cracking Rev, one of the best I've been to. Long may it continue.

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