Out damn spot!
An old theme with a hundred new meanings binds the Santa Fe Film Festival.
Three days into the five-day Santa Fe Film Festival, I got a handle on what the event was all about this year.
Not that 250 films, each little spark flying in a different direction, can be summed up easily without a trace of subjective wrangling, especially when one has only seen a small fraction of the work.
I didn’t realize until later the obvious fact that a theme by definition would have to be there at the beginning and suffused throughout.