Sunday, March 28

We were up about 7:30, but I skipped my exercises again so I could do my Sunday chores before lunch, freeing me go to the last afternoon and evening of the FilmFest.

Mother came over mid-morning, and we made stirfry for lunch, using leftover chicken and veggies from yesterday's birthday party. She went home after that, and Hubbie and I went to the FilmFest at 1 p.m.

This afternoon's fare was a series of short, subtitled, French films, including an animated one that reminded us of Great-Grandson. A father and his under-two-year-old daughter take a train ride. The dad is loaded down with stuff a child needs when leaving home, including several jars of baby food. After opening the jars, he searches through the bags of stuff for a spoon. While he's doing this, the child begins using her fingers to get the food out of the jars. But instead of eating it, she flings it at the passengers in the seat across from hers, covering them in splotches of green food.

In another film, a guy has a party in his apartment. At the end of the evening, everyone leaves except three people, who stay around not only overnight, but for several days. It wasn't until one of the "guests" tries to keep the man from entering his own apartment that he becomes angry and demands that all three leave. I wouldn't have waited that long to eject the three hangers-on!

We came home for a snack after this series of films and then returned to the college at 3 p.m. for a restricted film. No one under age 18 was admitted, because the film included some nudity, language, and lovemaking scenes, though none of this was any more graphic than most regular R-rated movies. FilmFest organizers and sponsors, though, are bound by a more strict policy.

The film was pretty good...a group of young men from Denmark go to San Antonio, Texas, to see the Alamo. One of the men meets a waitress. He is unable to find a place to stay, and the waitress allows him to stay on her couch. One thing leads to another and they become lovers. He falls in love with her, and she cares for him, but does not expect or want a permanent relationship.

He heads to the airport to go back to Denmark, changes his mind, and has the taxi turn around so he can go back to her. The taxi gets in an accident, and he is killed. No one knows how to find his family, so the waitress, out of a feeling of guilt, chucks everything and goes to Denmark to track down the family. The guy's friend finds her in his apartment and takes her to the family. The friend tells the family the girl was to be married to his friend. The girl doesn't like the lie, but goes along with it.

The night before the funeral, the friend and the girl, comforting each other, end up in a relationship. This guy falls in love with her, too. The family discovers the girl never intended to marry their son, and demand she go home. The friend tries to convince her to stay, but she wants out of the whole thing and leaves.

We came back home after that, around 5 p.m., and had a supper of sandwiches and slices of pineapple upside down cake. Mother came over to join us.

Then we went back to the college for a 6 p.m. showing of a series of short films. At 7:30, we saw the final film, about a young homeless woman and her dog. The young woman tries to shoplift dog food, but is caught and taken to jail. Hours later she is released, but finds her dog is gone. Her car won't start, and she is just generally miserable. Her car is so far gone that fixing it would cost more than it's worth. She sleeps in the woods and is accosted by a derelict. No one wants to help her. She keeps checking with the pound, but her dog never shows up there. Things go from bad to worse.

Finally a security guard allows her to use his cell phone number on fliers about her missing dog. After a few days, the person who took the dog calls. She goes to pick it up, but finds it has a better life with the person who took it, so she says goodbye to it, promising to come back to get it after she gets to Alaska and makes enough money. The movie ends as she hops a train. Sad.