The crowds are noticeably thinner now, such is the way with the latter half of film festivals. This is a particular problem for the Venice Film Festival, which tends to top load the first half before losing people to Toronto, the opening of North America’s premier festival overlapping. There can still be gems to find here, of course, but today was not happy hunting.
Veteran Polish director Jerzy Skolimowski kicked things off in the main competition with 11 Minutes, a thriller promising the same event from multiple viewpoints. It delivers, but not with any real degree of success. Skolimowski’s film jumps around with a number of dull stories set in Warsaw, showing meaningless snippets until they all come together for a laughably explosive finalé. It’s makes for a technical masterclass, I’ll give him that. Just not much of a film.