So this is largely a geeky kind of site, but I don’t get to the cinema very often and dashed if I’m not going to plough that furrow for all it’s worth. Anna Karenina, as you know, is a 950-pager by Tolstoy about a married woman who strays from the straight/narrow and Bolshevik agrarian reform.
What do you know, I arrived back in the country just in time for the latest stab at adapting Judge Dredd to the big screen, this time around just called Dredd.
**SPOILERS AHEAD!** I’ll be talking about major plot points, characters etc without any particular reserve, so if you haven’t seen the movie yet and don’t want things spoiled, don’t read on.
Don’t you just hate it when you’ve just been broken up with on the phone, you run into your ex sorting out all your stuff with her douchebag friends and then all of a sudden
Continuing with my determined search for something happy in the sea of misery that is a film festival, I managed to strike gold with this quirky and very French take on sex and family.
Having started the film festival with the resounding smack in the face that was Killer Joe, I was happy to return to much more familiar territory with a lovely, sad foreign film.
