miss_s_b: (Who: ZOMG!)miss_s_b ([personal profile] miss_s_b) wrote,
@ 2010-06-07 06:58 pm UTC
Current mood: busy
Entry tags:fantastic films weekend
I went in to Bradford just before 12 on Sunday to meet an old friend and fellow FFWer for lunch. Lunch was in The City Vaults, and it was good, and there was beer and conversation. And more beer. And giggling. And impressions of Christopher Lee. And non-sequitur quotes from Babe. And in the end my schedule went out of the window, and I didn't get into the actual museum until it was time for The Living Dead at the Manchester Morgue.



Tony introduced this with an anecdote about horror film geekery that touched a nerve with all of those listening, I think, and then a long list of heartfelt thanks to all the team behind the festival. I'd like to join him in that, especially the front of house staff who put up with us weirdoes clogging up their museum for the weekend - props to Jeni and Tristan in particular.

The film itself was one I hadn't seen before. I found the leading man needlessly irritating, and the leading lady needlessly weedy, but there were enough amusing moments to overcome this for me. The zombies lurched with a surprising turn of speed, and the body-part-munching was hilarious. There were some fabulous lines, and some amusing set-piece moments. It was a reasonalbe film to end the festival on, and I'm glad I saw it.

Conclusions then?

Well, this year wasn't the best one I have been to, but I've been to nearly all of them, so that's a tad unfair. Could have done with more sci-fi, and a broader range of films in general. But it was still the best way to spend a weekend I can think of. It was lovely to see the boys from the horror forum, and lots of other old friends, and it was great to see some films I have seen before, and a few I hadn't.

Film of the Festival: Arbeit Fur Alle, which was utterly, utterly fabulous.
Annoyance of the festival: staying for Birdemic, and having to pay £15 for a taxi home afterwards, when it was AWFUL.
Moment of the festival: the annual Monster? But we're British! chorus.
Winner of the annual "Which Film Will James Break a Seat During" sweepstake: Nobody. He broke it in the pub instead.


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