Most film festivals--at least ones not in Toronto, Manhattan, Cannes or Park City, Utah--have no rhyme or reason to their schedules, no more than a street-corner proselytizer does to his ramblings. They're subject to the fancies of a small group of programmers and the whims of distributors pushing new product; the schedule is a result of reconciliation and compromise, of promotion and availability, of likes and needs. That isn't a bad thing at all, when the fest in question offers some of the year's best movies wrapped up... More >>>