Kind of apt that in remembering two films by Chris Marker about time and the fallability of memory, that I misremembered that Sans Soleil was being shown solo, not with La Jetee.
That said, Sans Soleil was a terrific start to the year, a very poetic ode to time, focusing on Japanese and African culture and drawing parallels between the two. The film is bookended by scenes of Iceland, which re-awakened memories of my own from last fall.
Aside from the visuals, the editing and sound design of the film was magnificent, with a great electro-acoustic score by Michel Krasna.
Spending the time before the next film (back to Africa for "Kinshasa Kids") enjoying a beautiful early fall day in Toronto in David Pecaut Square.
The square is a maze of sponsor structures (there's a huge tent/mansion at one end of the square and people walking around dispensing bags of junk food from garbage bags. Hmmm...
At the periphery are a platoon of workers protesting a lockout by one of the major sponsors. This is the second labour dispute to hit the festival this year; the other is related to TIFF's use of a third-party to handle their print processing.
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