If you ever get the chance to go the BFI London Film Festival, you should take it. It’s sometimes overshadowed by the rest of the fall festival calendar (though it’s had some high-profile premieres in the past, they seem to have mostly been phased out more recently), but by picking the best of the line-ups from Sundance, Berlin, Cannes, TIFF, Venice and elsewhere, plus some expertly curated discoveries, it adds up to ten days or so of the most satisfying filmgoing you can imagine.
As a born-and-bred Londoner, I’ve been attending the festival since a teenager (seeing “City Of God” and “Punch Drunk Love” within a couple of days of each other blew my tiny mind), and covering it for The Playlist since 2009, and the festival’s as good now as it ever was.
With our comprehensive festival coverage here at the Playlist, there are relatively few movies in the line up that we hadn’t already reviewed (catch up on the ones I did write up in full here), but to mark the end of the...
