Nolan is joined by Emily von Seele, Paul Farrell, and Philip Yount to discuss Lucky McKee’s May (2003) and Nicolas Pesce’s The Eyes Of My Mother (2016). The crew share their thoughts on spooky season discoveries, as well as recent releases and rewatches, before trauma and prolonged isolation force the group to take extreme measures in an attempt at making friends.
By: Emily von Seele
Lucky McKee’s May has become a Halloween-viewing staple among genre fans. The strange fairy tale of a lonely young woman trying to find a meaningful relationship in a world of imperfection is a beautiful and unique film experience. May’s journey is one of hope and heartbreak, as we watch her try to form a bond with several people in her life, only to be let down and forced to take a rather unorthodox approach to finding that connection.
By: Paul Farrell
As the final frames of the last movie flickered into blackness, I knew the end had come. No more screening slots to agonize over, no more seating assignments to lament, no more festival volunteers to high-five — Fantastic Fest 2019 was no more. But in those final hours, there was still celebration; movies to watch, love, and share with the world. That’s when an epiphany hit me. For if we keep talking about it, Fantastic Fest will never truly end, only live on in the hearts, minds, and souls of movie fans everywhere, for all time. And thanks to a particularly great lineup of films on the final day, I’ve still got plenty to say.
By: Paul Farrell
Life in the movie theater grows short, I know this now. For days people have been speaking of the coming end, the veritable theatrical apocalypse. I can scarcely believe that such a life ever could end, such has been the eternity with which it seems to have lasted. Still, I fear the rumors are true that, indeed, Fantastic Fest has nearly reached its final hours. And yet there is still more to talk about. Take Wednesday, for example.