Friday, March 29, 2013

Jason goes to Asianfest--Closing Night

So I skipped the penultimate Day 10, because I just had to watch my Quakes beat the Seattle Sounders (with Wondo nabbing the Goal of the Week.) But I was back for the final hurrah on Sunday. A full day with 4 movies at the New People Center screw it, for me it's still The Viz.

First up, a comedic drama about death and family, DEAD DAD. Russell Sawtelle is a struggling drummer living in L.A. and taking care of his dad, until he finds him dead. So he calls his sibling back to help take care of the funeral arrangements. Sister Jane (aka, Chainsaw--get it, Jane Sawtelle becomes Chainsaw) and adopted Asian brother Alex (although they don't get to the adoption until much later, leaving me wondering for a while if their dad had a previous marriage to an Asian lady and he's really a half-brother.) They all had issues with dad, who became something of an asshole for the last decade after their mother passed away. Jane had gone away to school in San Diego, and I know from personal experience how easy it can be to convince yourself not to come up and visit family in L.A. when you're living in San Diego, even though it's just a few hours away. Alex, meanwhile, had traveled the world and settled in the east coast, ostensibly for his career but there was clearly a 'get away from dad' aspect to this. In any case, when they get together they fight, they joke, they love each other, they're frustrated, they fight, they try to deal with dad's ashes (which was his wish, despite the fact that there is a plot waiting for him to be buried with his wife.)

Y'know, fuck it. I can't continue thinking about this movie. It had just the right balance of comedy, drama, and pathos, despite some details being off (e.g., cremated ashes aren't that fine, and aren't given in a plastic bag inside a cardboard box. Even if you don't get an urn, they put it in a more sturdy canister.) But mostly it just reminded me of my grandfather's funeral last year, and the whole family getting together. I'm one of six kids, scattered across the country (well, up and down the western part of the country) and I'm happy to say that we know we're always there for each other. We might not be as tragically funny as the siblings in this movie, but we got each other's back (and, in my humble opinion, we're pretty funny, too.)

Then from one tragedy to another, I saw the documentary WHEN HARI GOT MARRIED. Just kidding, it's not really a tragedy, but there is quite a bit of trepidation involved. Hari is a taxi driver on the Indian side of the Himalayas. He has seen his bride-to-be, Suman, only once, but has talked to her on the phone every day for months. Hari is a fun, chatty, gregarious character. He loves talking about his work, his taxi, the people he meets, his hopes for a family, his fear, his excitement, anything. Suman, on the other hand, is very shy, and only says a few things about her fear and her excitement. I kind of wish they had more balance showing her point of view, but as the title says it's his story, and honestly I suspect if they had started out trying to show both points of view, Hari is just a more camera-ready personality so the narrative would naturally gravitate to him. I will confess that exhaustion got the better of me and I slipped in and out of consciousness a bit in the middle. But it was still interesting to watch the intersection of traditional customs and modern technology. And [SPOILER ALERT!] It was nice to see the epilogue, showing 9 months later when they have a beautiful newborn baby girl and they are obviously happy with their marriage and love each other. I think this marriage will last. [END SPOILER.]

Then the closing gala was a mixed-media presentation of MEMORIES TO LIGHT. This is a new project by CAAM to showcase a particular time in Asian American history (and perhaps eventually all ethnicities of American history) through the use of home movies. More information will be available here. This was sort of the kick-off event, explaining the project (e.g., they're only looking for home movies on film, VHS and later would just be too much and also was a little too easy to use and so has a different feeling than the more deliberate action of loading a super-8 camera, shooting film, sending it to the lab to be processed, threading the returned film through a projector, etc.) And the kickoff featured a selection assembled and narrated live by filmmaker Mark Decena, which he called THE WAR WITHIN. He used his family's home movies as well as others that were donated to tell his family's story. How his Filipino father and Japanese mother met, how despite the horrific WWII history between the two countries they fell in love and got married, leading to good times, bad times, divorce, confusion, animosity. Decena choked up a few times during the presentation, which although kind of awkward it added to the power of the presentation. It was a pretty remarkable project, and I'm excited to see what comes out of it next.

And finally, while most everyone else left for the closing night after party, I stayed for one last movie, the documentary XMAS WITHOUT CHINA. Chinese-American filmmaker Tom Xia explores the recent spate of paranoia surrounding unsafe products from China (lead in toys, etc.) He looks for anyone who is willing to spend most of the month--from December 1 through December 25, without using any product from China (including, of course, not buying any Christmas presents that were made in China.) Of course, this could get a little tricky as even "Made in the U.S.A." products might have Chinese components. But the standard is if China shows up anywhere on the label, it's not legal. So he finds a willing couple--The Joneses, a good, red-blooded American family with a son and daughter--and out go most of their lamps, their toaster, their coffee maker, all their light bulbs. They're making toast in the oven and reading by candlelight. And, of course, checking the labels on everything they buy. One of the most extreme things they do is when they decide they absolutely need a string of Christmas lights but can't find any that aren't made in China. So the father decides to make his own. He finds little bulbs made in Mexico, gets wire and all the necessary tools, and makes one string of Christmas lights--final cost (excluding labor) is around $160. Contrasting all of this is Tom's own family, Chinese Americans in southern California who have "made it"--they're wealthy enough to own a two-story house, and they want to decorate like crazy and celebrate the heck out of Christmas (even though they aren't actually Christians.) So while the Joneses struggle with making one string of lights the Xia's are struggling with the logistics of hanging many strings of lights from their ~100 foot tall tree in their front yard (and, of course, hiring a Latino worker to do it. There's something oddly American about seeing an Chinese man hire a Mexican to do difficult and dangerous manual labor.) They whole project is pretty funny, and while it could've dug deeper into the issues of international industry and commerce it still made it's point pretty well. In fact, the best line came from the Joneses, who said they didn't blame China for dangerous products, they blamed the greedy international (often America) companies who move manufacturing there and then don't monitor the safety at their plants. That got a bit of an applause from the San Francisco audience.

Total Running Time: 243 minutes
My Total Minutes: 323,189

Jason goes to Asianfest--Day 9

Okay, my updates are a week late, but CAAMFest ended last Sunday, I've gotten some sleep, and today is a holiday (Good Friday) so it's time for me to finally update my blog.

Last Friday I was delayed at work for way too long and so missed ASTROBOY, but I was there in plenty of time for NICE GIRLS CREW: SEASON 2. I hadn't seen the first season, but it didn't really matter. It's pretty easy to find on Youtube, and pretty easy to get into. Three longtime friends start a book club. They drink, they make fun of each other, they plan their careers, they try to men broken hearts, the...I guess maybe they sometimes read books, but that never really becomes part of the plot. Pretty ridiculous, and very funny.

And then I stayed up for the late show, GRACELAND. Actually, that's not really true, I fell asleep during the late show, GRACELAND. I was awake for enough of the beginning to meet our hero, a chauffeur, and his employer, a corrupt Congressman in the Philippines. And I was awake long enough to see both his daughter and the Congressman's daughter get kidnapped from his car. And then...there's a long blank area with flashes I can't really put together, and an ending which indicated that the hero had been put through the physical and--more importantly--moral wringer. I trust that the parts I missed were well done, tense, dramatic, and exciting. But this is one I need to watch again when I'm well rested.

Total Running Time: 134
My Total Minutes: 322,946

Friday, March 22, 2013

Jason goes to Asianfest--Day 8

Just...need...to...make it through the weekend. Man, this non-stop festival after festival after festival action is kinda killing me. Living off too little sleep and a new, more powerful source of caffeine. Only a few days ago I noticed the warning to limit the use to no more than 10 pieces a day (which I've held to) and no more than 2 pieces in a three hour period (which...I actually looked up the symptoms for caffeine toxicity today and...I need sleep.) This was easier last year when I didn't have that day job getting in my way.

Anyway, my problems aren't yours, let's get back to the movies.

First up I made my way to the Asian Art Museum for DOSA HUNT and the accompanying party. The movie was very funny and might just be the start of a series of culinary adventures (there were rumors of a possible DOSA HUNT 2 set in San Francisco.) First time filmmaker and long time music blogger Amrit Singh gathers his friends--who are all "brown" musical luminaries (Vijay Iyer, members of Das Racist, Vampire Weekend, Yeasayer, Neon Indian, etc. Yeah, I'm kinda cribbing from the program notes and IMDb page, I'm not actually all that up on the music scene these days) and takes them on a quick journey to find the best Dosa in New York (spoiler alert: Dosa Hutt in Queens wins.) But it's not just about the tasty south Indian crepe, it's about the camaraderie and comedy from all these highly charismatic people. As rock stars, it took about a year to get them all in the same place with a free day on their schedule, but once that happened the magic was palpable. I especially liked the joking about rating the dosas on a scale of how many "Bobby Jindals." For the record, the fewer Bobby Jindals the better. At one point there's a debate about the scale--if Bobby Jindals are bad, then shouldn't something good be scored as negative Bobby Jindals? In any case, the winner was scored negative Jindals, 5/5 Ghandis, and I don't remember how many mangoes, etc. But it was funny, I swear.

The event included a reception, admission to the museum (including the Terra Cotta Warriors, which I skipped because I saw them opening night and didn't want to deal with the crowds again), one ticket for a free Sapporo (more beer, wine, or vodka was available for purchase. I stopped myself at the Sapporo and one glass of Merlot), a DJ set before the movie, a performance by Indian Bastards from Hell (former members of Das Racist) and food trucks serving dosa and frozen custard.

It was a lot of fun, and I hope they keep up this mix of movie, music, and food in future years. But it needs to be better organized, managed, and communicated to the fans. Example: the schedule said 6:00, so I busted my ass to get there by 5:45, thinking the movie was starting at 6:00 (and all the other party stuff--music, food, drinks, touring the museum) was after. In fact, the movie didn't start until 7:00 (I don't know if that was the original plan, or if logistics of setting up the equipment just pushed it back.) When I got there, I was given conflicting information about where to get my will-call ticket, and once I got it I got conflicting information on where the screening actually was (I was first told downstairs around the side, then upstairs at the top of the grand staircase.) If I had known that the movie wasn't going to start until 7:00, I would have gotten a dosa at the food truck first. By the time I got to the food--after the movie and chatting with people for about 20 minutes--they were out of potato and I settled for a "dosaritto" wrap instead of an authentic dosa. In fact, I went to the dosa truck right as Indian Bastards from Hell were starting their set, and the line was long enough I pretty much missed them, once I got my food I had to run off to Japantown for another movie there. While in line, I actually talked to the DJ who did the set before the movie, and he remarked how odd it was that everyone was just sitting there like a recital. I told him I think that's because most people thought the movie was supposed to start at 6:00 and they were patiently waiting for that rather than really getting into his music.

Maybe I can't blame CAAM too much for the confusion, but I feel like if I knew when and in what order things were happening (especially movie at 7:00, not 6:00), I would've done it differently. Got a dosa first. Maybe have time to tour the Terra Cotta Warriors again. I certainly wouldn't have been so impatient getting my ticket. Have a leisurely drink and some chocolate (oh yeah, free treats from Jade Chocolates! Yummy!), watch the movie, and actually see some of Indian Bastards set before heading off to Japantown. That would've been the right way to do it, if I knew then what I know know.

Anyway, I made it to the New People cinema in Japantown in plenty of time, in no small part because the show that was originally (in the printed mini-guide) scheduled for 9:20 was actually moved back to 9:45. Made getting there easy, but getting to BART and eventually home afterwards was more stressful, as it didn't get out until about 11:45. Anyway, for this show I will state in advance that I struggled to stay awake, even though it might have been my favorite program of the festival (might have been. Maybe all the parts when I dozed off kinda sucked)

First up was the short SHANGHAI STRANGERS, directed by Joan Chen. Christmas Eve, Shanghai. A brief power outage, a British man and a Chinese woman get to talking. He compliments her child, she reveals something to him that she's never told anyone. But somehow this stranger is just the right person to take her confession.

And then the feature, BEIJING FLICKERS, a funny, violent, sad, and thrilling look at down-and-out young adults in Beijing. San Bao opens the movie by saying his first word in 127 days--"Me." Before that, he hadn't spoken since his girlfriend left him for a rich guy, his dog ran away, he was nearly arrested for punching a guy on a bike who got in the way of his pursuit of his dog, he lost his job, and he lost his home. Yeah, he's not having a very good life. He even tries to end it all, by drinking a lot and then eating the glass he was drinking from. He wakes up in a hospital with a bandaged mouth and a new friend. And he, and more friends, become a new sort of impromptu family that...well, if they don't cheer up San Bao, they at least help him through life until he gets to a non-suicidal point. This is where exhaustion caught up with me, so I don't remember all the details exactly, but most every time I snapped back to consciousness something weird and funny was going on. I really need to watch this again when I'm well rested. Oh yeah, and SPOILER ALERT! his dog eventually comes back to him, so there is a happy ending.

Total Running Time: 139
My Total Minutes: 322,813

Thursday, March 21, 2013

Jason goes to AsianFest--Day 7

Another night, another two movie programs. First up was THE MONKEY KING: UPROAR IN HEAVEN in 3-D. This is actually a restoration and 3-D-ification of a 1961 Chinese animation classic (released just before the Cultural Revolution shut down the film industry.) More on the 3-D in a moment. First, the story, which is based on part of the classic epic Chinese novel Journey to the West. The Monkey King is a mischievous immortal trickster, who plays with his children (all the monkeys of Fruit Flower Mountain) and teaches them martial arts. When he breaks his sword, he goes in search of a new weapon and ends up taking a mighty cudgel from the Dragon King of the East Sea. Among his powers, he has the ability to change the size of things (including himself), so when the cudgel is a giant tower on the bottom of the sea, he simply shrinks it down to hand-held size...and then so tiny he can hide it in his ear. Anyway, the Dragon King appeals to the Jade Emperor of Heaven, who invites the Monkey King up to Heaven in an attempt to control him by giving him a minor appointment there. But the Monkey King kowtows to no one, and his antics upturn all the courtly order of Heaven. Needless to say, wacky hijinx ensue. And no matter how mighty the gods are, the Monkey King always has a new trick up his sleeve. Lots of fun.

Now for the 3-D. It was well done, but totally unnecessary. And when so much of the beauty is in the hand-drawn, 2-D frames, the 3-D effects make just make 2-D surface appear at different depths. Less like a full 3-D world and more like watching an animated pop-up book. Which has its own charms, but I'd be just as happy to watch it in 2-D.

And then, after a beer and a realization that I had actually gone two straight days without drinking, I caugh the Shorts program Queer Convergence--yay Gaysians!
THE HEART'S MOUTH: A very short scene, connecting two young Asian men. The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.
LOVE BANG!: A "sexperimental" music video from Cambodia. A mix of Cambodian lyrics and American pop and hip-hop. Sci-fi trannies. Yak-horn hair. Fun and weird. See it for yourself.
TOM/TRANS/THAI: A quiet, contemplative view into the spirit of a Thai FTM transgender. Uses crossroads and language to explore masculinity and Thai identity in a very fluid way.
IF I FOUND THE PLACE: A music video homage/memoir of Seo Taiji and Boys. Not that I knew anything about them before. To me it was just lo-def Youtube clips that were from sometime in the late 80's/early 90's (turns out 1992).
LAST TEA PARTY: A big party, drugs and alcohol. Two best friends who are about to go into the Singaporean Army kind of hook up. It's even a surprise to them.
PRETTY PICTURES: Laney draws very nice, very detailed, very sexy sketches of her girlfriend Marcy (whether she's a real girlfriend or imaginary isn't revealed...and isn't really important.) Her cousin finds out and wants to "borrow" the pictures. Luckily her aunt is understanding.
BORN TO DANCE THIS WAY:  Joo Si!!!!! He's just like J-Lo, just don't be fooled by the rocks he's got. This is the third time I've seen it now, and it's great each time. By now, the fun is in listening to the rest of the audience and how they react (spoiler: they laughed in all the right places.)

Total Running Time: 160 minutes
My Total Minutes: 322,674

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Jason goes to Asianfest--Day 6

Two more movies last night, starting with the latest by Royston Tan, who was described as "the bad boy of Singaporean cinema." I am actually not that familiar with his work, but the festival is doing a tribute to him and retrospective of his work. However, I think this is the only one of his films I fit into my schedule.

OLD ROMANCES is a sequel to his documentary OLD PLACES (he revealed he has been approached to make a third, that he might call OLD FRIENDS.) It's a simple concept--about 45 different places in Singapore that are under threat of being destroyed (actually, about half have been destroyed by now to make way for new construction.) Restaurants, hospitals, train stations, etc. that are being kicked out with the old to make way for the new. And to accompany the view of the places, voice-overs by people who have loved these places. Maybe it's where someone fell in love. Or where met friends for years. Or where they worked. Anywhere people made memories that will last far beyond the building's physical existence. It can't help make me think back on the places I've loved and missed. There was a little burrito shop near my old work that went out of business rather suddenly. Or then there's the Red Vic, that closed recently. Or many other movie houses in the Bay Area that have closed or are in danger of closing. Or the house at my alma mater that I hear isn't in danger of actual physical destruction, but will soon irrevocably change in character. Or places that I'd be heartbroken if they disappeared, like the Roxie, or the Niles Film Museum, or the Castro, or the Stanford, or...hey, I'm noticing a theme. Anyway, the movie isn't a diatribe, more of a loving reminder that every place that gets torn down has or had people who loved it, just the same as your favorite places.

And then I ended the night with JISEUL, a visual poem on the absurdity of war. I had known nothing about the 1948 Jeju Massacre, but apparently the occupying American forces issued a "shoot to kill" order on anyone within a 5 km border of the peninsula, on the assumption that those who didn't leave were communist infiltrators. In this movie, a small group of villagers (representative of the ~120 in the true event it's based on) hole up in a cave hiding from the army. There's no politics here, just a will to survive. And what they first thought would be a couple of days drags on for two months. Starvation, fear, death. But it's shot with a black-and-white elegance and beauty that conflicts with the gritty subject matter. And the soldiers hunting them...well they're absurd nearly to the point of slapstick. Somehow neither villainized nor humanized, just absurd. A scene where an officer makes a soldier strip and stand naked in the snow for a long time because he hasn't caught any commies is kind of funny. Then it actually gets more absurd when the commanding officer intervenes and smacks the lower officer around telling him not to worry so much  and that there are plenty of commies out there to kill. And then there are just beautifully sad scenes, of course. And really, it's beauty that is the dominant theme here, even more than the absurdity of war. Which, in itself, is pretty absurd for a movie about civilians trapped and hunted in a war.

Total Running Time: 185 minutes
My Total Minutes: 322,514

Jason goes to Asianfest--Day 5

Here's a refrain I'll be writing all this week--"Two more movies last night."

In this case, the two movies were two excellent and very different documentaries, starting with the Korean War short-ish (official running time is listed as 37 minutes) documentary MEMORY OF FORGOTTEN WAR. 2013 is the 60th anniversary of the armistice that "ended" the Korean War (and with current events, who knows how much longer it will last.) So this timely documentary is a sobering account of how we actually got here. I learned more about the history of Korean war in the first few minutes of this documentary than...well, I guess I've never really spent much time studying the Korean War, but I learned a lot more than what is in the general culture.... There's more good information in here than in all of M*A*S*H (both the movie and the TV series.) Like, the exact dynamics of the post WWII U.S. vs. Soviet Union power struggle/proxy war on the peninsula. Or how arbitrary the 38th parallel was. Or how the cease fire suddenly put cities and towns that were on one side of the 38th parallel on the other side of North/South divide (e.g., Kaesong) and how that split up families where members ended up on different sides of the DMZ. This history lesson is told a little bit by historians and academics, but far more by survivors, and especially by survivors who emigrated to America and still carry the damage from their torn country with them.

Chief among them was Grandma Kim, a feisty but life-loving old woman who was there for the Q&A and totally owned that room. The poor translator tried to keep up as she exhorted us all in Korean to live and love life, and to not just laugh a little but enjoy big belly-laughs at life.

Then we were treated to mini concert of by the drumming group Jamaesori and singer/rapper Skim. That was pretty damn cool. If I had stayed, I also could've taken a picture in the interactive photo booth set up by HOBAK, but alas I had to run off to my second film of the night.

And that was another documentary, but a much more playful and cheerful (pun intended) one, THE CHEER AMBASSADORS. It's the story of the team from Bangkok University who took the world of International Cheerleading by storm. Starting with just some goofy, energetic kids from Thailand who loved to stay up all night to watch cheerleading on cable TV (where it came on--sometimes--at 4 am. Sometimes it was scheduled and didn't come on at all.) The high school competitions were already pretty popular, but these kids took it to the next level and went from relative unknowns to getting the whole audience (including competing teams) to cheer "Bangkok! Thailand!" in Orlando. And they did this with very sparse facilities, with incredible drive and dedication (their captain actually has a seizure from the stress of it all), with dreams (the poor country girl who couldn't afford college without a cheerleading scholarship and goes on to be a champion...awesome!), and most of all with a sense of style, pageantry, and cheer that other teams can't match. One of my favorite parts was when an official explains how other teams might have the technical skill, but only Thailand looks like they're really having fun out there. I normally wouldn't be that interested in competitive cheerleading (which still seems pretty silly to me) but these characters and their journey was more than interesting, it was exhilarating.

Total Running Time: 132 minutes
My Total Minutes: 322,329

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Jason goes to Asianfest--Day 4

Wrapping up the first big weekend, four more shows on Sunday.

First up was the shorts program Wrench in the Works, shorts with a disruptive side to them:
LITTLE MAO: A knock on the noggin turns a 12-year old kid into the new hero of the workers. He organizes them against bullies, but then his corruption gets the best of him.
FOOTSTEPS: A North Korean kid, on a dare from his friends, sneaks onto a heavily guarded beach to collect clams. The prank turns into a showdown between the North and South, and the standoff becomes life-threatening as the tide comes in.
BANZAI RISING: As a Mexican boy immigrating to America, Pedro Gomez made friends through skateboarding. Now that he's moving to Shanghai, he looks to skateboarding again as a way into the community. Pretty cool how a simple board and four wheels makes a Mexican-American at home in China.
DAWN: A black man watches as an Asian man makes an awkward glance at him before getting off the bus. Interpreting it as racist, he goes and confronts the man, pretending to mug him...well, actually mugging him, but to teach him a lesson. But it turns out there's a different lesson to be learned.
SHAYA: They may have escaped war, but for this Pakastani family in Los Angeles, that doesn't mean their troubles are over.
BORN TO DANCE THIS WAY: Joo-Si!!!! I saw this back at Indiefest, and it was still fun a second time.
ANTI-VERSARY: Old friends get together to play Mah Jong. One man is late, but he's brought a bottle of old wine. This was the wine he was supposed to drink with his wife at their first anniversary, but things kept getting in the way. Now that she's gone, they're all the people he has left to drink with.

Then I saw the controversial feature, WHEN NIGHT FALLS, the story of Yang Jia, a man who allegedly killed six police officers, and was put to death after a quick, closed-door trial and a series of equally quick appeals (the crime happened on July 1, 2008 and he was executed November 21st of the same year.) I linked to the Wikipedia article so that you can get some sense of the drama of the story, because the movie itself is an interesting, dramatic, and important story...not told. It opens and closes with a slide show explaining the crime and the punishment. The fictionalized account focuses entirely on his mother, shown in static shots, as she works with her lawyer to plead her case to the appeals court. The whole process is just...tedious, not dramatic. I fully acknowledge that I came into this screening with no knowledge of the Yang Jia case, and I'm sure someone who has been steeped in the media coverage and online commentary of the case would have a different experience. My experience, however, was just confusion, boredom, and disappointment.

But luckily, I followed it up with my favorite shorts program of the festival so far, WYSIWYG (What You See Isn't What You Get)
...OR DIE: A hilarious take on the annoyingly real racist reaction three "brown" comedians get when they try to pitch their ideas to a certain online comedy video site--officially in the film it's the fictional site Funny or Fail. I wonder if the title might hint at what the real site was.
SCREAMING IN ASIAN: The frustrations of a young Asian-American actress trying to find work. Director Joyce Wu is fundraising to expand this into a feature film (about her character returning home to Michigan). Details here.
MORE THAN A FACE IN THE CROWD: A loving portrait of director Samantha Chan’s great-aunt Jane Chung. Jane acted in dozens of movies, TV shows, and commercials. Often as an extra, so finding her can be a bit of a challenge. There are rumors that she was on an episode of I Love Lucy. She was an extra in THE BIRDS. Her most famous role was as one half of a documentary couple in WHEN HARRY MET SALLY (ironically, in her most famous role she doesn't speak a word, her "husband" says everything.) She also beat up the Incredible Hulk with a broom once. Quite a career, for an unknown. And her career gives a unique perspective to the portrayal of Asians in American cinema (e.g., how often the leads were played by white actors.)
TAIWANFAMOUS: A self-documentary by Chinese-Iranian-American actress Sarah Tadayon, who happened to have some success on a Taiwanese talk show, and is now trying to be a bigger star in Taiwan. The thing is, anyone can be on TV in Taiwan, it's actually pretty easy. But to be popular enough to make a living at it is a lot harder. Especially body issues (lose weight, put invisible tape on your eyes to give them a fold, etc.) which seem to be even more ingrained in Taiwanese TV culture than they are in America.
MOTHER AND CHILD: A Filipina mother in America prepares for her husband to join her, with poignant and frightening overtones.
AT YOUR CONVENIENCE: A hilarious green-screen sitcom, about friendship, gangs, racism, crocheting, and crack. Sweet, beautiful, non-discriminatory crack.

And then I ended my night with ABIGAIL HARM, an odd, dream-like journey through a traditional Korean folk tale set in New York. Abigail (Amanda Plummer, as excellent as ever) is a reader for the blind. She has a lot of interesting clients, including Mr. Warren (Burt Young) who asks her to read pornography and describe the pictures to him. That foreshadows the odd, displaced eroticism that will follow. The one story that sticks in her mind is a Korean folk tale about a woodcutter who rescues a deer who then tells him the secret to winning a nymph's undying love. Soon enough, similar events occur in her own life. The visitor (Will Patton) appears, and she tends to his wounds. He tells her that if she steals the robe of the visitor (Tetsuo Kuramochi) he will be hers forever. And so that's exactly what she does. Or maybe this is all an erotic fantasy in her mind. It's hypnotic, quiet (it takes the visitor seemingly forever to say anything), tender, and...strange. I was tired, I don't know if I processed it well, but it is sticking in my brain. In fact, I had a ticket for the late show of TURN IT UP TO 11, PART 2: WILD DAYS, but it was late, I was tired, and this movie wouldn't exit my brain so I decided to call it a semi-early night, go home, get some sleep, and continue thinking about it. The next day, I had no further insights. But the acting was amazing.

Total Running Time: 331 minutes
My Total Minutes: 322,197