European Animation Features
The Suicide Shop (Le magasin des sucides) by Patrice Leconte is an anomaly: a film that is so warm that belies its subject-matter, but also contrived and stereotyped.
Approved for Adoption (Couleur de peau: miel / Skin color: honey) by Jung and Laurent Boileau is a welcome study of a neglected area in child development, but minimizes all the harsh edges of the adoption predicament it describes.
Daddy, I'm A Zombie offers a consistent young adolescent adventure to the zombie world, even though its Wizard of Oz narrative strategy makes the film more of a deja-vu.
A Liar's Autobiography: The Untrue Story of Monty Python's Graham Chapman portrays Graham Chapman as a person who defied etiquette.
The French film Day of the Crows is a most welcome, beautiful and well-constructed story of a savage environment with its long-hidden secrets.
Moon Man is the adaptation of Tomi Ungerer's 1966 eponymous book, which has been translated into 12 languages since its publication in 1966.
A new Spanish, stop-motion feature film,O Apóstolo (The Apostle) has hit the festival circuit. Read the review on this medieval mystery film.
The French feature film A Monster in Paris is in reality a paean to Paris, but not to its citizens.
Le Tableau (The Painting) by the French master Jean-François Laguionie can at the same time enchant the eye and capture the mind of the spectator.
Daring, relentless and most of the times beautiful. Read the review of the 2h 39min opus of the Hungarian Marcell Jankovics, The Tragedy of Man.
Review of the French animated feature film, Zarafa.
The Finnish visual artist Riita Nelimarkka & Claude Louis Michel offer an adaptation of an old folk tale in feature length format. Read the review.
Anca Damian scripts and directs an inventive documentary-animation film about a Romanian prisoner in 2007 Krakow, who goes on a hunger strike.
Ignacio Ferreras' Wrinkles is a disarmingly humane, 2D elegy of old people in need.
Tomáš Luňák presents a shameful episode in recent Czech history in rotoscope with his Alois Nebel, and gives a depressingly moody yet almost too hard to infer reality