Last night I only managed 1 film Anand Tucker's film of Blake Morrision's memoirs.
This film explores the memories one has of childhood and how they are rammed home when our parents mortality is being challenged. A wonderful script that wrenches your heart in a way only an English Film can. Colin Firth and Jim Broadbent are wonderful, as is Matthew Beard as the young Blake. Completely convincing in every cringe and humiliatin both Beard and Firth bring depth and humanity to the character of Blake.
This was a transporting couple of hours of cinema - touching without being sentimental, the recollections and flashbacks are well displayed and incredibly well executed. Julia Stevenson is particularly brilliant in the role of the stoic put-upon mother.
Film Festival Socks Progress - None yesterday i'm afraid. Must make an effort to rectify that today.