"Amreeka"
PARK CITY -- Celebrating its somewhat artificially created 25th anniversary, the Sundance Film Festival began each screening this year with a series of interviews with Robert Redford, Sundance organizers and famous alums that have been fun to watch.
One thing you notice is that many interviewees tend to remember a particular year in terms of its breakout film. So 1989 was the year of "sex, lies, and videotape," 1995 was "The Brothers McMullen" and, while no one said it, I remember 2003 for "American Splendor."
Unless something extraordinary happens in the final two days, no one is going to associate a single title with 2009.
What festgoers encountered this year along with unusually mild weather were, in my opinion, an encouragingly large number of films that were solid entertainments and introduced talented filmmakers whose works -- like those of Steven Soderbergh -- should continue to delight and provoke for years to come.
I say "in my opinion" because not all my colleagues agree. Perhaps I caught a break in my personal screening schedule.
What I liked about the dramatic competition features I did see was how thoroughly professional they were. Not slick, mind you, just the work of people unprepared to make excuses for shoddy photography, editing, acting, you name it.
Cherien Dabis' "Amreeka" and Cruz Angeles' "Don't Let Me Drown" make remarkable companion pieces, not necessarily because of any thematic connection -- though one could argue that the struggles of Palestinian immigrants in the Midwest and Latino immigrants in New York in the post-9/11 world are linked -- but rather because both emerged from the Sundance Labs that take place 20-some miles from Park City.
That mentoring process certainly has elevated the game in the dramatic competition. The complexities in each story and the depth of the characters given to actors of widely varying experience show that some smart, professional people helped these relative newcomers. This is not to take anything away from the makers' talent: They simply benefited from these consultations and workshops.
Max Mayer's "Adam," about a fumbling romance between a young man with Asperger syndrome and a "normal" woman, avoids disease-of-the-week cliches while focusing on a man fighting against his own brain, even trying to retrain that brain, so he stands a chance at a human connection.
Among other strong entries in competition, my Reporter colleagues cite "Toe to Toe," "Arlen Faber" and "Sin Nombre."
In other areas, the opening-night film, Adam Elliot's "Mary and Max," featured extraordinary clay animation, the second such film in recent months coming out of Australia, following the little-seen "$9.99."













