Death is My Co-Pilot was a (very amusing) video short by Matt Sloan and Aaron Yonda that won a Kodak Opportunity Award at last year's festival. So this year it appeared re-made on 35 mm film. Having seen the two a year apart, I can't really do a decent compare and contrast for the versions, but I can say that I laughed my ass off both times.

I Am Ann by Ann Coppel was a total stitch. he whole theater continued to chuckle after the credits were finished and they were switching to the next movie. Raise your arms and shout it!

Negative Space by Shelby Floyd was a fairly neutral experience for me. I neither loved nor hated it. It didn't make me laugh or cry. It was just kind of there.

Spaceman Dan's 243rd Flight by John Mossman was the one that M and I discussed all the way down State St. after the show. It was strange and haunting. At the end, the film left you with just as many questions as clues as to what happened. Far from a perfect film, it was still a powerful one. It showed great filmmaking potential.

The Varieties of Romantic Experience, directed by Daniel Freed, made me distinctly uncomfortable. Therefore, I think it was doing its job. While watching it I felt about as squirmy as the students depicted at the psych lecture.

The Wishtaker was a very pretty film. The color and the cinematography were eye-pleasing. The story was a sweet little thing, but light as a feather. Even the sadder vignettes seemed to be floating along without much of an anchor. It was lovely and dreamlike, with a faint tinge of heartache. I was interested to note that the cast included Mike Metcalf ("The Master" from Buffy), my high school friend Michelle Grzanna, and her older sister Suzane. I guess it's a small world after all.