London Film Festival 2012 Diary: Day 1

Ernest & Celestine:

 The story of an unlikely friendship between a bear, Ernest, and a young mouse named Celestine.

Day 1 started off with a lovely french animation film about a bear named Ernest, and a young mouse called Celestine. But in this world there is a system, mice live downstairs and bears live upstairs – but can the two coexist? Ernest & Celestine is the unlikely story that explores the very fact.

This film was simply wonderful and definitely my favourite of the day. The animation was gorgeous and done in a watercolour style while the story was just sweet, cute and joyous. I could easily watch this again right now.




Rust and Bone:

Put in charge of his young son, Ali leaves Belgium for Antibes to live with his sister and her husband as a family. Ali’s bond with Stephanie, a killer whale trainer, grows deeper after Stephanie suffers a horrible accident.

The biggest film of the day, director Jacques Audiard (A Prophet) starring Marion Cotillard and Matthias Schoenaerts. I have to say I was slightly underwhelmed by the whole thing, mainly on a narrative level. I thought some of the story jumps didn’t make sense in terms of their characters.

On an acting level though Marion Cotillard was very impressive along with Matthias Schoenaerts. I believed each of the emotions and pain that they all went through. Probably second best film of the day.



Our Children (À perdre la raison):

Murielle and Mounir love each other passionately. Ever since he was a boy, the young man has been living with Doctor Pinget who provides him with a comfortable life. When Mounir and Murielle decide to marry and have children, the couple’s dependence on the doctor becomes excessive. Murielle finds herself caught up in an unhealthy emotional climate that insidiously leads the family towards a tragic outcome.

I found this film really depressing, the characters were very unlikeable – even the victim Murielle I didn’t have much sympathy for in what I found a generally a boring film.

Not only that the pacing and representation of time and years passed was pretty non-existent except through the use of children. Apparently adults don’t age.




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