The 2019 InsideOut Film Festival brought together mainstream hits like Rocketman and Late Night with arthouse gems like The Ground Beneath My Feet and Zen in the Ice Rift.
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In all of her films, Joanna Hogg uses spaces to structure her characters’ relationships, often finding them trapped by their own privilege and complacency in safe spaces; the characters need to step outside their comfort spaces to grow and develop. This essay appears in the new Seventh Row ebook Tour of Memories: The Creative Process Behind Joanna Hogg’s The Souvenir, and is available here as a free preview for 2 weeks only. Get your copy of the book here.
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In The Souvenir, Joanna Hogg demonstrates Julie’s development from a shy observer to the main character in her own story through the way Julie occupies the room and the frame. This essay is a sneak preview of the new ebook on the film, Tour of Memories: The Creative Process Behind Joanna Hogg’s The Souvenir. Get your copy of the book here.
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The selection of the Cannes Film Festival was less exciting in 2019 than usual, but some wonderful gems stood out. Here are the five best.
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Here’s a look at some of the best films screening at the 2019 Rendez-Vous with French Cinema in NYC, including Premiére Année (The Freshman), Keep an Eye Out!, and Raising Colours.

Every year, the Film Society of Lincoln Centre curates some of the best of French Cinema in the last year for the Rendez-Vous with French Cinema festival (this year from February 28-March 10). The festival regularly screens treasures from Cannes sidebars like Fatima and Love at First Fight that only receive very limited distribution in North America. This year’s 2019 edition includes the latest film from Mia Hansen-Løve, Maya, which had its world premiere at TIFF in the fall; Mikhaël Hers’ touching and airy drama Amanda; and a handful of other noteworthy films. Here are quick takes on some of the highlights of the festival
The Trouble with You
Between Love at First Fight and The Trouble with You, the ever versatile Adẻle Hanael has established herself as one of our very best comédiennes of the screwball comedy. In The Trouble with You, she plays Yvonne, a widow, mother, and police officer who suddenly discovers her late husband was actually a crooked cop. In one hilarious scene, Yvonne stares around at all of the luxury items in her apartment — including an Eames chair — and suddenly realizes what should have been obvious: these weren’t bought on a regular police officer’s salary.
When Yvonne discovers that her husband sent an innocent man to jail ten years ago, and he’s now about to be released, she makes it her mission to seek him out and set things right. Hilarity ensues. Angry at having done the time without ever committing the crime, Antoine (Pio Marmaï) starts making up for lost time by holding up stores, stealing cars, and getting into fights. She follows him — not to intervene, but to help him avoid the cops, and when she finally meets him, tell him he’s got the right to his anger and criminal actions. Though an amusing flirtation occurs between them, the heart of the story is between Yvonne and her longtime friend Louis (Damien Bonnard), her husband’s former partner, as they admit their feelings for each other, and between Antoine and his wife who can’t understand what happened to the sweet man she married.
Considering how French comedies have that tendency to be extremely racist and xenophobic, The Trouble with You comes out mostly clean with just a few uncomfortably prejudiced jokes. But for the most part, it’s an absurd and hilarious romantic comedy, in which Hanael offers perfect comic timing in a self-serious performance, which is of course the joke. Plus, there’s a great ongoing gag about Louis’ distractedness at work, in which he repeatedly tunes out during a serial killer’s confessions.

The Freshman
Writer-director Thomas Lilti’s The Freshman is his second film about the medical profession after Hippocrates: Diary of a French Doctor, which also stars Vincent Lacoste. Where Hippocrates was a mostly whimsical look at a young man’s hopes of becoming a great doctor, The Freshman deals with the realities of how incredibly competitive the field is. Watching the film, I found myself repeatedly thinking, “God, the medical school system in France is insane.” The Freshman follows two first-year medical students, Antoine (Vincent Lacoste of Lolo and Amanda, also screening at the festival) and Benjamin (William Lebghil). Benjamin has just entered medical school, but Antoine is repeating his first year for the third time, in hopes of advancing — only the top 300 first-year medical students in a class of 2000 are admitted to the second year. While Benjamin is naturally gifted, Antoine is still struggling, even with the past years of experience behind him. Antoine is passionate about becoming a doctor, while Benjamin wonders if it’s even what he wants.
The film is also the closest depiction I’ve seen of what it’s like to be in a competitive STEM undergraduate program (mine was Engineering Science). When Antoine and Benjamin discuss their study schedule in which all 14 hours of their waking hours are carefully mapped out, it’s so absurd it’s funny, yet I remember being in a similar situation. We see them falling asleep while reading textbooks, and covering the shower in notes so that no waking minute is wasted.
The film follows their friendship through its ups and downs, through the stresses of studying and through their exams, illustrating how important their shared work ethic is for their success and happiness. It’s also a sobering look at how outrageously competitive medical school is in France: a system that over-stresses students while forcing them to uselessly memorize material without offering enough time and space to properly understand the concepts. It’s a test of stamina rather than competence. The film doesn’t overtly deal with how ableist this system is, though it does address the toll the schooling can take on mental health. And it makes you question whether the hoops Antoine and Benjamin have to jump through are anything but arbitrary. (Screens March 9)

Keep an Eye Out
At just 73 minutes, Quentin Dupieux’s absurdist black comedy Keep an Eye Out is an amusing trifle that doesn’t outstay its welcome even though it doesn’t quite stick the landing. Detective Buron (Benoît Poelvoorde) is holding the very hungry witness, Louis (Grégoire Ludig), in the police station for the night for interrogation; because Louis reported a murder, he has become the prime suspect, though he insists on his innocence while looking for any excuse to come back later after he’s eaten. But Buron will not be deterred even as he is regularly sidetracked by a one-eyed colleague who thinks a geometry triangle could be used as a weapon. Before long, Buron and Louis are both getting sidetracked with made-up stories about who has suffered the worst hunger, and Buron is literally entering into Louis’ memory as they retrace his steps on the evening of the murder. It’s all very silly and diverting, even if it doesn’t really amount to much. (Screens March 10)

Raising Colours (Volontaire)
Actress-turned-director Hélène Fillières’ Raising Colours offers an interesting counterpoint to the Quebecois documentary, First Stripes, about what it’s like to be a woman in the army, this time looking at the French navy. Petite, 23-year-old Laure (Diane Rouxel) finds herself joining the navy as a bureaucrat at a training facility, thanks to her Russian-speaking skills, because it’s the only job she can get. Though she finds military life strange and foreign, at first, this isn’t a story about the problems with the military, so much as how she gets brought into the culture. She becomes distant from her past connections, like her boyfriend back home. More importantly, she wants to participate in the military beyond her desk job, in the field. She starts running at night to strengthen her body and improve her fitness so that she can train for an elite faction, where her translation skills can be used on the front lines.
Laure’s struggle to find herself, detach from her old life, and succeed in this new, physical world is the film’s most compelling component. Other plots threads are less compelling. Much time is spent introducing us to Laure’s boss, the handsome middle-aged Commandant Rivière (Lambert Wilson), who becomes both a mentor and an object of fascination. Having spent decades in the military, while keeping his personal life private, she wonders what makes him tick, and what’s kept him there so long. Fillières plays with their mutual fascination that shifts between a father-daughter dynamic and something more sexual. It’s a relief that they don’t end up lovers, but the tension between the characters is never really dealt with, nor is Riviere much developed.
Raising Colours skirts addressing the sexism in the navy head-on; Laure only encounters minor obstacles from Riviere, while the rest of the men are relatively supportive and friendly. Then again, we mostly only seeing her interact with her first friend at the base who is gay (the very handsome and charismatic Corentin Fila, last seen in Being 17). We don’t really get to know the one other woman in the navy that we meet, Laure’s superior who is only on screen briefly. These gaps in the story make the film less weighty and thoughtful than it could have been given the setup. By the end, it’s frustrating that we’ve spent so much time with Rivière without really getting to know him, especially since we do see him when Laure isn’t present. Still, it’s worth a watch for this albeit limited look at what it’s like to be a woman who suddenly finds herself ensconced in the military when that was never previously an ambition.
Hidden gems at the Glasgow Film Festival: Diane, Pause
Orla wraps up her time at the 2019 Glasgow Film Festival by spotlighting three of the best films that screened there: Diane, Pause, and We are the weirdos.

Discovering great films at a smaller film festival is a harder but far more satisfying experience than it is at a larger one. There’s a lot to trudge through, but when you happen upon something great, it really feels like unearthing rare treasure.
This was my second year covering the Glasgow Film Festival, which is one such smaller festival. GFF tends to host the UK premiere of several highly anticipated early-year releases (Under the Silver Lake, Fighting with My Family, Eighth Grade), as well as a bunch of talked about titles that have already screened at LFF (Ray & Liz, Border, Thunder Road). But with only 10 tickets afforded to me as a member of the press, I ended up gambling most of those on films whose names were completely unfamiliar to me. I wouldn’t say I quite struck gold this time, but there are three films I’d like to spotlight for their originality, artfulness, and the promise that they show for their emerging filmmakers.
Diane (dir. Kent Jones)

It’s not until well into Diane that we see our eponymous heroine (Mary Kay Place) in her own home. Mostly, the film consists of scene after scene of her helping others — her sister who’s in the hospital with cancer, her drug addicted son (Jake Lacy), the homeless people in the soup kitchen where she works — each scene bookended with simple footage of her driving from place to place. The rhythm of Diane’s life is established: a steady but exhausting one that leaves not a beat for her to relax and think about herself. This seemingly simple structure builds almost imperceptibly into a larger thesis statement on death and living with guilt.
Despite the strictly naturalistic register of most of the film, there are a few moments of near-surreal beauty, such as a Diane dancing mournfully by herself in a bar, or an intense dream sequence that heartbreakingly recalls how life felt much more joyful and immediate in Diane’s youth.
Diane’s main form of self-expression is the poetry she begins to write. We see copies of Emily Dickinson’s work lying on her bedside table, which draws a line between these two women with rich inner lives, but tragically, no healthy outlet. Kay Place’s performance is the brilliant centre of it all, making visible the inner life of such a quiet woman.
Pause (dir. Tonia Mishiali)

In this film, menopause doesn’t put a stop to anything. Instead, it’s the triggering event that presses play on Elpida’s (Stella Fyrogeni) life, which has been on pause for decades, ever since her arranged marriage with her brutish, uncaring husband, Costas (Andreas Vasileiou).
Pause is dark, dry, and completely ruthless when it comes to admonishing the patriarchal structures that keep women down, particularly in the film’s Cyprus setting. Costas is wretched to his wife, almost never looking her in the eye and regularly taking away her possessions without asking. But because Elpida is completely financially dependent on Costas, leaving him is hardly an option, although she fantasises about it daily. Repeatedly, we see her nervously ask him for that day’s pocket money, which he leaves in a pile on the tabletop before he goes to work. He shoots her a dirty look before he shuts the door, just for being ‘greedy’ enough to want a haircut or extra groceries. Elpida’s only chance at freedom is that her husband might die and leave her an inheritance.
As the symptoms of menopause progress, Elpida’s fantasies of escape start to come to life in small acts of rebellion. Chiefly, she makes her husband sick by daily slipping him the medication meant for her menopause. It’s her only way to exercise some control over him. Director Mishiali chooses an ending that is somewhat optimistic, but undercut by the knowledge that it’s only through extreme, dangerous action or chance circumstance that women like Elpida can escape from the systems that oppresses them.
We are the Weirdos (dir. various)

Like any anthology, We are the Weirdos — a collection of genre shorts directed by women — is a mixed bag. However, as a collection that’s intended to get the viewer excited about a new generation of voices, it succeeds. A few are duds, but there are examples of narrative ingenuity, visual brilliance, astounding practical effects, and haunting atmosphere throughout.
Two shorts stand out of the group: first is Hair Wolf (dir. Mariama Diallo), a funny and unnerving satire of the cultural appropriation involved in the way white women treat black women’s hair. Beach Rats’ Madeleine Weinstein is hilarious as the monster in this horror film: a dead-behind-the-eyes white girl who shows up to a hair salon run by black women and demands braids. You may also recognise Taliah Webster, who stood out in 2017’s Good Time as the teenager who gets caught up in Robert Pattinson’s crimes.
Puppet Master (dir. Hanna Bergholm) was the most accomplished, using practical effects, puppets, and terrifying sets to create nightmare fuel. Bergholm leaves you in a middle ground of scared and awed, with a film that is both beautiful and incredibly unnerving. It’s a wordless film, following a meek woman who is captured and turned into a puppet by a mysterious man in his dark warehouse. The strange, spindly way the puppet’s limbs move is, in itself, a masterful example of spine-tingling filmmaking. Bergholm could do great things yet.