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Tut tut tut. We’re all very disappointed in you, John Krasinski, for your decision to star in License to Wed. Sure, you’ve been working so hard to build up your hipster cred—interviewing the Shins, playing on stage with Ben Gibbard, but I’m afraid we might have to revoke your hipster privileges.
A quiet night in yesterday, but then we did go and see four films...
London to Brighton, we suspect, has been named mischievously. Only two random points on a map to most people, it sounds like a film about a journey.
This review of Real Time comes to us from a guest contributor, Johnnie Walker, whose play The Zoo-Keeper's Love Song appeared in last year's Fringe Festival.
The films we've seen thus far have been refreshingly slow, excessive even in their length and pace. Chilean Pablo Solis' Parentesis (Time Off) was shot on miniDV and blown up to 35mm, and it looks beautiful. Its protagonist, Camilo, is a 28 year-old night shift video clerk, who aimlessly wanders Santiago, buying records and trying to tire himself out. It's all of no use though - his insomnia is merciless. Camilo's girlfriend asks for a one week 'time off,' and the movie charts that revelatory week, one in which Camilo meets a bizarre teenage girl and has deep conversations with his mute millionare sage of a friend. The editing is kind of absurd, and at one point Camilo breaks into a rollerblading song and dance number, and the film at times seems a melange of styles, but the acting is great, and it's enjoyable to see a film this rough and disjointed. And the music is terrific.

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