Season of the Devil (Ang Panahon ng Halimaw), dir Lav Diaz (2018)

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Season of the Devil (Ang Panahon ng Halimaw), dir Lav Diaz (2018)
The Chinese dream
Still from Have a Nice Day's press conference in Berlin; credit: Berlinale
We cannot wrap this year's Berlinale coverage without looking into on one of the most epic happenings in the festival history – the inclusion of a Chinese title in the Main Competition section, and an animation one. Our insider Jia Xu talks to the person behind the industry success of HAVE A NICE DAY / HAO JI LE (2017) plus this year's Panorama gem GHOST IN THE MOUNTAINS / KONG SHAN YI KE (2017) – the young and aspiring producer / cinephile Yang Cheng!
The Berlinale side of hope
It is always very difficult to go over a monster of a festival like Berlinale right after the closing ceremony. Yet, Lydia Papadimitriou was so inspired by the fact that the films she managed to see and she liked picked a trophy in Berlin, her report was the first to land on our blog. Nachfreude mode on!
Who’s Cinema Berlinale – Day 7 / Yoana Pavlova
“Der Wim Wenders Film, den Wim Wenders nicht gemacht hat.”
Critic’s Choice Berlinale - Day 10 / Joachim Kurz
Freedom of choice? Or choice of freedom? Sometimes, when you think about your own choices at festivals, every phrase with "freedom" in it sounds a little bit cynical. Because most of the time you have to see films not by choice but by a master plan. I always undertake the Berlinale Competition (because it appears quite reasonable for me, that one person focuses on one section) – and so I have to skip many films in the sidebars. Sometimes it is really hard: If you have to queue up early for FIFTY SHADES OF GREY (2014) and therefore cannot see a documentary about your favourite singer Nina Simone – WHAT HAPPENED, MISS SIMONE? (2015) by Liz Garbus. My dream? A festival (and yes, one of the big ones, please), where I do not have to work and only decide by cinematic passion. Will it come true?
Critic’s Choice Berlinale - Day 9 / Greg de Cuir, Jr
You must never separate a film critic from his shoes, particularly at a film festival – particularly on the red carpet at a film festival. February 2015, Friedrichstadt-Palast, a screening of Peter Greenaway's EISENSTEIN IN GUANAJUATO (2014) in Competition at the Berlinale. Three years ago, I was at this same movie palace at the same film festival for a special screening of Eisenstein's revolutionary classic OCTOBER / OKTJABR (1927). Seeing that film on a huge screen with orchestral accompaniment was among the most powerful cinematic experiences I have ever had. I feel that Eisenstein's film is a masterpiece of avant-garde expression that should stand shoulder to shoulder with Dziga Vertov's MAN WITH A MOVIE CAMERA / CHELOVEK S KINOAPPARATOM (1929). Greenaway aspires to this lofty tradition of experimentation, which is maybe one reason I have always been interested in his films. The structuring motifs of his newest are shoes. Shining shoes, putting them on and taking them off again, vomiting on them, placing them under a pillow for safekeeping, dropping them off the roof of a grand theater not unlike my beloved Sergejstadt-Palast in Berlin.
Critic’s Choice Berlinale - Day 6 / Tara Karajica
Very often critics are concentrated on watching and reviewing films at major film festivals, in a power play of who will submit their review first. However, some of us choose to indulge in an unattainable yet healthy dose of glamour at press conferences, during which futile topics are being tackled. Unfortunately, these press conferences show the true colors of the journalists and their interests. In the end, very few care about the critic's job, opinion, and choice. If you're not with the one you love, love the one you're with, they say. So, here, for a mere 30 minutes, I choose to love the journalistic vultures and the glamour, and I choose not to be a conscientious film critic and submit my review of Werner Herzog's QUEEN OF THE DESERT first.
Critic’s Choice Berlinale - Day 5 / Yoana Pavlova
Let's start with the fact that I am not in Berlin right now, which does not mean I am not empathetic – it is only the fifth day of the festival, yet I am tired, frustrated, confused enough. Could you blame those who watch football on TV for not being emotionally involved? Only that in my case, just like in the case of thousands of other film journalists and critics who are not in Berlin, there is not any commentator. Instead, imagine a UEFA stadium where all spectators comment on the game simultaneously, with their own subjective point of view, speed, and language. Now imagine they do not watch a game but the world premiere of Terrence Malick's KNIGHT OF CUPS, whose opinion is to trust? And what if the Grammy or the BAFTA stadiums are very close by?
Yet, how come I am not in Berlin? Because I had to choose. Considering the location and the timing of the Holy Trinity in European festivals, the love-hate relationship between Cannes and Venice results into two equally southern events where vanity prevails, whereas programming decisions depend mostly on the wine list. Berlinale is a different case, a festival that embodies pretty much the amazing city where it takes place, as well as the political faults of those who repeat “Europe at two speeds” as a mantra. At the end, it seems, Berlinale turned into a festival at two speeds too – one that personifies, with German accurateness, everything that went wrong in today's film industry.
Then there are also other reasons. Tried to find some comfort in the most recent Criticwire Survey Do You Trust Film Festival Buzz?, just to realize that instead of answering the question, participants rather rationalize their choices to attend / not to attend certain festivals. Fathers who are needed at home, bohemians who had nowhere else to sleep, the festivalgoer-next-door type – it is heartwarming to know we are all in this together (“wild cats everywhere”)...
Leaving the buzz aside, which one is the Berlinale film I would watch right now if I could? FLOTEL EUROPA, as I tend to side with the lower EU class (my passport says I belong there anyway) and be sentimental about the 1990s, when the East and the West felt good about themselves, and politics was no place for gaming gurus. I bet that if you look at the list of Golden Bear winners from the 1990s, you would feel nostalgic too: Ang Lee's THE WEDDING BANQUET / XI YAN - 1993, Jim Sheridan's IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER – 1994, Miloš Forman's THE PEOPLE VS. LARRY FLYNT - 1997, Walter Salles' CENTRAL STATION / CENTRAL DO BRASIL – 1998, Terrence Malick's THE THIN RED LINE – 1999. Yes, it was that long ago.