SXSW 2025 | Film #23
Okay, it's time to rant. But not about the movie. Just for everything leading up to it.
So today, before we headed to our first movie, we waited behind 20 people in the primary access lines, but somehow got the red buffer cards. I should point out that the final two days of SXSW have been reduced to the Hyatt Regency, which holds 300 uncomfortable seats, and 3 of the smallest screens at the Alamo…
"My pussy still hurts just by thinking of you."
The year's biggest awards contender, about a Mexican Cartel leader who transitions into becoming a woman, left me with so many questions like...
Why does this movie's depictions of Mexican culture and the trans experience feel so inauthentic? I mean, I'm not the leading expert on either subject, but even I felt like they cut corners [EDIT: okay, now that I know that the French director made zero attempt to any…
SXSW 2025 | Film #26
The Jury Award winner for the Documentary Competition was an eye-opening and devastating account of how diabolically sick the addiction treatment industry has become over the years, favoring insanely large profits over people that desperately need help. A fitting film to end the fest with, reminding everyone of what's currently at stake as we make our way back to the real world.
