The first film today I tried to snatch a ticket for was
"Submarine", but no such luck. Will try again on Saturday.
I found a lovable substitute though:
"Medianeras" = the sidewalls of houses, which is a very suitable symbol for two inhabitants of Buenos Aires: Unremarkable, sometimes even seem to be useless, showing various marks of time and life, and sometimes bearing the odd illegal breakthrough for a window to let in sun and hope. Today's highlight.
The Brasilian film "Os Residentes" was very experimental and with 120 minutes too long. You have to admire the Berlinale audience though. I'd assumed that more of them would leave during the screening, but there were just a few who ran out of patience.
The director refuses to offer any stringent storyline and leaves you completely to your own associations - which has its merits, but not for the length of two hours.
"Toast" is a mainstream nineteen-fifties set styling orgy. The most remarkable was that it was the audience premiere and thus before screening a big appearance happened of star Helena Bonham Carter, directress Clarkson and festival director Dieter Kosslick plus Nigel Slater, the man whom's childhood the film describes. Nice fuss for a change.