Rather than the Oscars, far more important to me are the Venetian Lions, says Jerzy Skolimowski the day before the award ceremony for the former. And it’s hard for me not to agree with him. Although I may have some problem when it comes to decision making in my life, if I were to be exiled (with the option of hand luggage only) to some remote, heavily depopulated, broad band internet deprived island and therefore had to decide whether to take with me a collection of all the films awarded by the American Academy or a complete Venice award-winning films set, I wouldn’t give the choice a second thought.
©by Marek Gajdziński
Quite unexpectedly, the need for a new film list has arisen, a list of Mirinda’s favourite feature films. Up until now she’s shown some interest in videos made especially for her kin, such as the ones offered by PetFlix, but at the feature films that I enjoy watching she would look the way a drunken passenger might glance at the emptiness of the High Plains, on a rainy autumn evening, from a window of a rocking stagecoach, moments before falling asleep, in a low budget western. Well, she would notice that something is going on there, on the screen, that is, moving to and fro, but she wouldn’t give a shit, shot, whatever. Piaskowska and Skolimowski’s film EO has changed everything. As if some kind of a spirit possessed Mirinda, when she first saw that donkey, she couldn’t take her eyes off the animal until the very end, about an hour and a half later. Consequently, I’ve put EO on her Favourite Feature Film List and now looking forward to the sequel.
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