A Veritable Cinema

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How DARE you suggest that independent movies are pretentious, self-satisfied, masturbatory, and heavy-handed? What an outrrrrrrageous accusation. Just glance at the SF Indie Fest's puke-green website, which just struggled to life a few days ago; here's a few of our favorite excerpts from the films' descriptions.

... a gritty cinema-verite-style drama that journeys headlong into San Francisco's dark underbelly.

... This verité documentary shows a day in the life ...

... a broad stylistic palette, including cinema-verité documentary footage ... fascinating and truthful hybrid.

... a calm and moving cinema-verite documentary about moving past anger and revenge.

... powerful without being preachy ... shot in the classic Verite style where the crew is invisible and the characters in this real-life tragedy speak on their own, and in their own way.

... My goal was to create a film that feels like real life.

... Dante's Inferno has been around for 700 years, but it's never been interpreted with exquisitely hand-drawn paper puppets in a kind of apocalyptic graphic novel meets Victorian-era toy theater—until now.

After the jump: further excesses!

... balanced, brutally honest film is a sympathetic yet unflinching portrait.

... indeed the ultimate electro sound and visual experience.

... This one-man show informs and entertains. Mature Audiences Only.

... Now, someone should coin a label for this prolific new wave of post-cinematic video/web/film artists.

... Mojave Phone Booth is a rebellion against the Hollywood philosophy and all the bloat it stands for.

... mesmerizing, hallucinatory visit to the uncharted territories of the inland empire displays all of the master's strengths, and yields great rewards to those who are willing to leave their egos at the door and go along for the ride. ... his most extraordinary film project yet, a culmination of all of the themes touched on in his other masterpieces ... an example of an artist peeling back the layers of his own psyche, and in the process, like Hitchcock did in Vertigo, creating great art out of revealing his obsessions.

... hopeful, lovingly made documentary, a ballad with a recurrent refrain, never lets us forget that the spirit will not die. It lives in the wet wood at the Bitter End, in every romantic who flees Idaho, sobbing onto the page—in all the eternal recurrence of revolt, youth, and art.

... a gripping and and intense exploration of grief, obsession, and madness ...

... a voyeuristic, confrontational masterpiece.

... exquisitely animated poem ... Redemption awaits.

... intelligently conceived, philosophically provocative, and deeply affecting spiritual speculative fiction ...

... an indie-musical-romanti-drama ... debating the very existence, or pertinence, of true love.

... To see the truth you must open your eyes.

... Your worst nightmare is when you wake up screaming and realize you haven't fallen asleep yet.

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fuckin' hilarious. but ease up dude, we need a film festival in this town!

Um... wow. Were you raped during last years festival? I can taste your bitterness all the way from LA!

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