Full Program for April 16 Screening

Spring is here, so join us for some short films. You might even be able to wear shorts! We’ll even have t-shirts, tote bags, and subscription packages available for sale! Please join us!

Thursday April 16 at 7:00pm
Carlton Cinemas
20 Carlton Street (steps from College subway station)

Still from Kneel Through The Dark


Dir: James Batley
UK – 2013

Shot on Super-8 by self-taught filmmaker James Batley, this experimental film is inspired by the occult rituals of Aleister Crowley. Gus Van Sant called it “cool.”

  • Official Selection – Cannes Film Festival

Duration: 8:00

Still from De Honger (The Hunger)


Dir: Benoit de Clerck
Belgium – 2014

Wednesday, the 29th of May, 1963. A boy goes out to play in the dunes. His game is disrupted harshly when he makes a discovery in between the sand and grass. This encounter will permanently alter his life and can only be remembered in secrecy.

  • Official Selection – Clermont-Ferrand Short Film Festival

Duration: 15:00

Still from En Retour (In Return)


Dir: Benjamin Wacksmann
France – 2013

Middle-aged Jean-Marc invites the much younger Simon for dinner in his Paris apartment. After an initially warm meeting, they discover each other’s expectations, leading to an escalating tension throughout the evening…

Duration: 18:00

Still from Rehovot


Dir: Sofia Gutman
Israel – 2014

In the sunlit town named Rehovot, a father and his daughter spend a day together. When night falls the girl is confronted with her parent’s violent past. She dives into a world of images and frightening memories.

Duration: 8:30

Still from Mouse-X


Dir: Justin Tagg
UK – 2013

Anderson wakes in a building with no idea where he is or how he got there. Slowly he discovers that in the rooms around him are a thousand clones of himself, all of whom woke into the same mysterious scenario.

Duration: 15:00

Still from Memorable Moi (Remember Me)


Dir: Jean-Francois Asselin
Canada – 2013

Mathieu seeks all ways to attract attention to himself. It is a matter of survival: you think of me so I am.

  • Official Selection – Toronto International Film Festival

Duration: 15:00

Join us as we celebrate the arrival of spring! The Facebook RSVP is free, advance tickets are (still!) $10, and door tickets are just $12. And, by the way, 2015 subscriptions are still on sale at a reduced price! Get all your 2015 shorts in advance!

Closeup: Kneel Through The Dark

Kneel Through The Dark is part of our April 16th lineup. Get your advance tickets now and we’ll see you there!

In January, we did something we don’t normally do. We showed a trailer (watch it above) for one of the films we’d be showing at our next screening. It was a pretty assaultive clip from James Batley‘s Kneel Through The Dark, a sort of experimental horror film shot on 8mm film. To be completely honest, it’s a bit of a departure for us. But I’m always glad to try something new and our audiences continue to be amazing and supportive of the directions we’ve been taking them.

James’ journey as a filmmaker is worth exploring. Completely self-taught, he didn’t even have a computer to edit his first short film (Bad Owl and the Fox Boy). “I’d just record onto VHS and film it back through the TV,” he says. Nevertheless, the film was accepted by the Cannes Film Festival in 2011. In 2013, Cannes also accepted Kneel Through The Dark, a bewitching piece of film that references infamous English occultist Aleister Crowley. As such, it brings to mind the work of experimental filmmaker Kenneth Anger.

After its Cannes premiere, the film made its London premiere in a disused World War II bunker on Friday the 13th of September. We’re posting this on a similarly scary Friday the 13th but we can’t promise that sort of haunted atmosphere at our screening. Fewer rats, a comfortable seat in a fully-licensed cinema, and a selection of other great films will just have to do. Join us!

Some more images from the film:

Still from Kneel Through The Dark

Still from Kneel Through The Dark

Still from Kneel Through The Dark

Still from Kneel Through The Dark

Sundance 2015: Day 12

Sundance HQ

Director of Programming James McNally is attending this year’s Sundance Film Festival from January 20th to February 1st.

Festival Day 10

Kevin had asked me to come into the Film Office by 10:00am but at 6:30am I was just getting off a couch in the condo of the Object team. The Polish Pool Party of the night before was incredible, but getting up was not so much fun, especially since I’d slept on a couch and not in the massive king-sized bed that I’d paid for at the Zermatt Resort, half an hour’s drive away. I raced over to the Eccles in time to get the 8:00am shuttle back to the resort. I was there around 7:30am and luckily the driver was there and had nobody booked so he just drove me back right away. That gave me an hour to shower and dress and get back on the 9:00am shuttle back into Park City. I gazed longingly at the untouched bed for a minute, but just for a minute.

It was the last day of the festival for me, and all of the Film Office staff were working the Awards Ceremony that night. At 4:30pm we all piled into a few cars and headed for the Basin Recreation Fieldhouse, where after taking a huge group photo with about 100 other staff and volunteers, we each separated to our posts. My FOC Kevin had a special job during the awards: he was one of the onstage people who handed the award trophy to the presenter (that’s him on the left in the picture below.) That meant that I was covering the entrance by myself. My job was to look out for our film teams and make sure they had the right number of tickets and that they got inside without any hassles. I had a list of about 20 of our teams that were still in town, but I didn’t know who was coming. It turned out that I think about five of our teams came, and although I wanted to socialize a bit with them later, I really only got to spend a little time with the Object team.

Sundance Awards Ceremony

The Awards Ceremony itself was hosted by comedian Tig Notaro and there were some special awards presenters, too (Adam Scott, Kevin Pollak, Edgar Wright, Winona Ryder). It was nice to be so close to an event like that. I actually ended up standing next to the guys doing all the editing, lighting, and camera direction.

Our job as a Film Office team when the ceremony was over was to clear a whole section of chairs as quickly as possible so that the party could begin. The seated area became the dancefloor and it has become a bit of a competition between different Sundance departments to see who can clear their section the fastest. I think it took us just about five minutes, but there was no way to determine if we won or not.

After that was over, all of our jobs were essentially complete, and we could just enjoy the party. Unfortunately for me, the venue became very crowded and very loud very quickly, and it was hard to find people or even to get to the bar. I had to keep my eye on the clock in order to catch a shuttle back into Park City (the Fieldhouse is in Kimball Junction, a little north of town) in order to connect with the last Zermatt shuttle which was at 1:00am from Eccles. This made the “party” a little more stressful for me than it should have been. I wasn’t even able to enjoy my third drink ticket since the bar lineups were so insane.

Sundance Awards Party

I did run into my good friend Lindsay, though. I worked with her at Hot Docs last year and she’s recently moved to Brooklyn, so it was great to see her and meet her new boyfriend, too. And I briefly got to say goodbye to Kevin, but my good intentions to say goodbye to everyone I’d met in the Film Office came to naught. On top of that, I lost track of the Object team pretty early on and really wanted to hug all of those beautiful Polish women goodbye.

My meticulous planning worked out a little too well, and I found myself outside the Eccles by about 12:30am, shivering in the frigid cold. There wasn’t really anyone else around, and I admit I worried a little bit about whether the shuttle would show up or not. I was a very happy man when I saw the little white van pull into the nearly empty parking lot. And then strangely enough, someone else popped out of a parked car and got in. It was a guy I’d met on the way in that morning, an aspiring filmmaker from Orange County. He’d been out at a party or two, and talked to me non-stop all the way back. I didn’t have the heart to tell him I was exhausted and almost completely unable to engage with anything he was saying.

By 1:30am on the last day of my festival, the untouched bed in my room never looked so good…