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By showing Cecil Beaton the respect he deserves, while also not shying away from the less pleasant sides of his personality, Love, Cecil is a perfect tribute to all of the contrasting sides of this multifaceted, multi-talented artist.
Arlin Golden attended the San Francisco International Film Festival and discusses the documentaries he’s seen, Nobody Speak, The Force and more.
Another day of school on Wednesday (September 14th) allowed me to take a break from my TIFFing, which was welcome. However, I was back on the town the next day, my sixth of what would be nine days in total. After the first weekend, TIFF starts to wind down:
When I go to TIFF, I like to mix it up: if I get a ticket to a hot title, I’ll also check out something lesser known (or without a distributor). Most times, my screening schedule alternates so that buzzy films and unknown quantities are spaced out fairly evenly.
This year saw the very first Wales International Documentary Festival, which ran from 12th-14th May in the valleys of South Wales. Blackwood, to be more specific, north of Cardiff, and the home of the band Manic Street Preachers, the boxer Joe Calzaghe and the Dream Alliance race horse syndicate. They are, in fact, the very reason why the WIDF has found its home here.