The 36th Seattle International Film Festival concluded a record-breaking year on Sunday June 13th, in spite of the downturn in summer movie-going nationwide, with the announcement of juried SIFF 2010 …
When the last day of SIFF arrives, it is a cross between a mad scramble to use up vouchers and see as many films as possible (in the past, I've seen up to four movies on the last day), or relaxing, ca…
The marathon is coming to an end. When I call SIFF an endurance sport, I'm only half-kidding. Seriously. At three-and-a-half weeks long, the festival goes on forever... long enough for me to fall into…
Stephin Merritt of the alt-pop band The Magnetic Fields is one of those musical characters that you either love, or you have simply never heard of him. I adore Magnetic Fields, so I was thrilled to he…
Whoah. I knew it would all catch up to me. After taking a week off from work (i.e. My Real Job) to go to SIFF last week, I was out late Friday night for a couple of movies, then left early on Saturday…
Metro, bless its public transit heart, can be a blessing and the bane of my existence. With the week off, I carefully planned which bus to hop to allow time to get a delicious cuppa before the press s…
During the Seattle International Film Festival, I always enjoy asking random people what films they've enjoyed at the fest so far. Sometimes answers are all over the map, but more than one person has …
Wow. The 'Pie had some technical difficulties the last couple days, but finally we got it cleared up, and the site is back live! So we've got a little bit of catching up to do from the last couple day…
As we here at Moviepie like to say, a film festival ain't a film festival until you've seen at least one gay neo-Nazi film! But more on that later...
Luckily for SIFF, the weather during much of Memor…
The hot Friday night ticket was the recent Sundance winner (Grand Jury Prize-Narrative) Winter's Bone, so I decided to catch the film right before it, since I was right there in the 'hood.
The Owls (…
After my first-night fiasco of standing in sludgy ticket lines and losing tickets (dang!!!), I vowed to go straight home and sort out at least *some* of my schedule, ordering a bunch of my "for sure" …
My first day of SIFF usually falls on the second day, as I eschew the mobs of folks fighting over tiny cupcakes and the like that is offered at the Opening Night soiree. And usually, as was the case t…
