Day Eight – Facing up to inconvenient truths

I am up early because I need to write this. I thought my visit to the film festival would be a jolly one. Little did I realise I was about to be presented with something that I had lost within myself. The day looked innocent enough beginning with one of my favourite films on the…

Day Seven – Darth, Boba Fett unmasked and Elijah Wood?

The postman lands a CR90 Corellian Transport at my door. Jumping on a more appropriate transport to get me in with Rum Punch. The people in their own transport are fleeing in an orderly fashion from the centre of Edinburgh on the road opposite. Approach the roundabout – Domino box guy is here and age has a friend.…

Day Four – Koo! Paperclips and Snowpiercer

Sunday – a day of rest and I will need one after running to the first screening while being weighed down with eight rashers of oak smoked bacon, seven venison and fresh tomato sausages with two thick cut slices of oat and barley loaf. First film up is a Russian animation where a Cellist and…