I’ve made it through the opening weekend of this year’s festival, and,
true to my
first post about the Atlanta Film
Fest, I went to a lot of screenings. Here are a few of the things I’ve
learned.
In case anyone was wondering, The Dickumentary informs us
that cock worship is alive and well in North America, in the small but
dedicated following of the St. Priapus Church
of Montreal—located mainly in the (sacred?) basement of the order’s high priest
and founder, D.F. Cassidy. While it is admittedly hard—no pun intended—to top
that piece of information, the other screenings were also more than worth the
time, if only to find out how much of a pain in the ass, according to filmmaker
Jonathan Kesselman,
John Heard is. My favorite event so far has to be the “Other Worlds”
short block, a surprisingly diverse and impressive collection of eight horror
and sci-fi films, by turns hilarious and terrifying, that truly made me happy
about the future of the film industry. What I take away from it all? Don’t ever
pick up a crow totem off the ground.
But the festival is less than halfway through, and there are more
exciting events in the coming days. This is what I’m looking forward to.
