China. Iran. Korea. Now it’s Argentina’s turn to be the hotspot for art film, according to Larry Rohter in the New York Times. And what aesthetic do Argentinian directors share? Apparently, nothing:
"To call us a movement or something like that would be excessive, because it isn’t that yet and I don’t know if it ever will be," [Lucrecia] Martel, 38, said during a recent interview at a bookstore and cafe near her home in the suburbs here. "We’ve been nurtured by the same crisis, but that’s about it."
Over in the Guardian, a reprint and update of an exceptional essay by novelist Jonathan Coe, about his decades-long obsession with 1970’s "The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes" – originally entranced by the score, by Hungarian composer MiklÃ³s RÃ³zsa, he ends up collecting the film in pieces, finally writing to director Billy Wilder, 94 at that point and close to death. The Observer‘s Kate Kellaway interviews Gael GarcÃa Bernal ("he looks like a sensationally handsome pixie"), who’s in London doing Lorca in a small theater, damn the UK (the theater’s site doesn’t even top-list him, as if butter wouldn’t melt…). And the Times of India has a pictoral spread of the "10 Most Erotic Moments in Hindi Cinema" (yup, totally safe for work).