Horror Film. The words bring to mind violent images of blood-soaked women, screaming. This genre of filmmaking has been mostly dominated by men. But, currently half of audiences are made up of women. And the first great horror classic, Frankenstein, was written by a woman, Mary Shelley. So why are women drawn to the genre as an audience or creators?
Caitlin Byrnes used her experience as an English teacher in Vancouver for her film, Visiting Hours – a story about an unusual friendship between a Korean ESL student in Vancouver and a lonely woman at a seniors’ centre. I asked the budding filmmaker about her inspirations and about her upcoming film projects.
I was reading the paper earlier this week and I stumbled across an article about Avatar (shocking, I know) and how director James Cameron was the only director who could pull something like Avatar off.
Reelabilities: the second annual NY disabilities film festival in the end of January is dedicated to promoting awareness and appreciation of the lives, stories and artistic expressions of people with different disabilities. You can watch the trailers here: http://www.realabilities.org/films_new.html Also in January The Different from What Film Festivial on Disability in Arizona: http://differentfromwhatfilm.com/ […]
Filmmakers and poets in attendance. Bold, poignant, empowering, inspiring – come and join us for a night’s celebration of short digital videos by poets-turned-filmmakers from “The Colouring Book,” a collection of personal stories by writers of colour about issues of race and identity. A panel, moderated by Vinita Srivastava, will include the visionary behind […]
On Sunday I went to the Makila collective’s latest screening of videos & films, the Soirée MAKILA at the SAT in Montreal to see Ellen Tang’s 8min documentary Girl Anymore. “Can you choose who you become? A first-person exploration of two-generations experience with choice and transition”as the synoposis says…
I was lucky enough to be part of the Make Some Noise North Gathering in Whitehorse in July. I witnessed many kinds of self expression unfold…..hip hop dance, aborigonal arts. and video took form to inspiring creations.
I picked up the guitar once or twice, tried my hand at piano, and sung into my hairbrush. But I was scared. I was scared to fail, scared to take up too much space in making mistakes, and not being as good as the boys.