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The 2026 SIFF Preview

By Dennis Hartley

(Originally posted on Digby’s Hullabaloo on May 2, 2026)

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The 52nd annual Seattle International Film Festival opens May 7th and runs through May 17th. This year’s SIFF features a total of 203 shorts, documentaries, and narrative films in 71 languages.

SIFF has certainly grown exponentially since its first incarnation in 1976 (in case the math is making you crazy, festival organizers “skipped” the 13th event; you know how superstitious show people get about Scottish kings and such). Compare the numbers: In 1976, the Festival boasted a whopping 19 films from 9 countries, with one lone venue. Then again, there were only 13 people on the staff in 1976.

Regardless of how large or small the staff, the one constant over the decades has been the quality of the curation. Long before “sharing files” (or even making mix tapes) was a thing, SIFF’s annual lineup reflected that sense of joy in turning friends on to something new and exciting; instilling the sense there was a tangible film lover’s community (others who enjoyed being alone together, out there in the dark).

The first SIFF event I ever attended was a screening of Richard Linklater’s Dazed and Confused, in 1993. Linklater was there for a Q&A session afterwards. That was the first time I’d ever had a chance to ask the director of a film a question right after the credits rolled (I wasn’t writing about film yet-just a movie geek). I can’t remember what I asked (some dopey query about the 70s soundtrack), but I thought that was so fucking cool (I’d recently moved to Seattle after living in a cultural vacuum for a decade-what can I say?). Another memorable event I attended that year was a tribute to John Schlesinger (with the director on hand).

This will be the 34th SIFF I’ve attended (in one guise or the other). As (an alleged) film critic, I have been covering SIFF for Hullabaloo now for 20 years (since 2007), but as always, the looming question is – where to begin? The trick to navigating festivals is developing a 6th sense for films in your wheelhouse (I embrace my OCD and channel it like a cinematic dowser).

Let’s dive in!

This year’s Opening Night Gala selection is I Love Boosters (USA). Writer-director Boots Riley (Sorry to Bother You) incorporates themes of social justice into a modern-day Robin Hood story that concerns “a crew of professional shoplifters [who] take aim at a cutthroat fashion maven”.

Speaking of heists…let’s go do some crimes: Murder in the Building (France) is a comedy mystery about “a crime writer and his film professor partner [who] become caught up in a real-life mystery of their own when they witness a crime in the apartment across the courtyard of their Paris apartment building.” Also from France…Case 137, a police procedural drama that follows a female internal affairs officer as she investigates the unprovoked fatal police shooting of a young protester at a Paris demonstration (sounds depressingly familiar).

I’m particularly intrigued to see Phoenix Jones: The Rise and Fall of a Real Superhero (USA). The documentary recounts the story of Benjamin Fodor, a self-proclaimed crime-fighter who garnered local media attention when he donned a bullet-proof superhero-style costume and roamed the streets of Seattle in the 2010s “to deescalate dangerous situations and keep the peace until the police could arrive.” The SPD were not fans, labeling him a vigilante.

Another documentary that examines a “hero or criminal?” conundrum is Beat the Lotto (Ireland). Director Ross Whitaker goes back to the early 1990s to tell the story of “mathematician and avid stamp-collector” Stefan Klincewicz, who calculated a meticulously engineered method to beat the odds and (aspirationally) win Ireland’s National Lottery, involving a “syndicate” of participants who spent countless hours marking lotto cards.

Politics, politics…The documentary The Seoul Guardians (South Korea) delves into more recent history, recalling the astonishing events that unfolded after South Korean President Yoon Suk Yeol declared martial law in December 2024 (spoiler alert: Democracy won!). In J.M. Harper’s documentary Soul Patrol (USA), members of the Vietnam War’s first all-Black special operations team reunite to illuminate “a chapter of American military history that has long gone unacknowledged.”

In the documentary Birds of War (UK), “Lebanese journalist Janay Boulos and Syrian activist and cameraman Abd Alkader Habak share their extraordinary love story, told through 13 years of personal archives spanning revolutions, war, and exile”. Life under fascism: Juan Pablo Sallato’s The Red Hangar (Chile) is a political thriller set In the aftermath of the 1973 Chilean coup d’état, and Amrum (Germany) is a coming-of-age drama set in a politically-divided German farming town on a North Sea island in the waning days of World War II.

SIFF’s special revival presentations are always a treat. This year, it’s Prisoners of the Earth (Argentina, 1939) Mario Soffici’s “gut-punching work of social realism”, in which “a group of desperate men are conscripted to labor on a treacherous plantation—a situation that boils over in an explosive act of rebellion”. Sadly, the exploitation of low-wage workers remains an evergreen theme.

More drama: Burn (Japan) centers on a runaway teen who flees her abusive parents and “lands in Tokyo’s Kabukicho district, where a loose-knit group of street kids offers her a fragile sense of belonging—one built on survival, impulse, and unspoken wounds”. In Three of a Kind (Denmark), “a mother and daughter’s cozy Christmas is upended when their estranged grandmother shows up at their cabin”. And no SIFF would be complete without at least one “oil and water” road movie…Crystal Cross is the story of “a quirky Christian singer and a suicidal loner [who] road trip across America, forging an unlikely bond”.

I’m always partial to films about the music biz: Jane Pollard and Iain Forsyth’s documentary Broken English (UK) profiles icon Marianne Faithfull. The Best Summer (USA) is “a found footage documentary from a concert tour in 1995 featuring live performances, candid interviews, and a behind-the-scenes view of what it’s like to be on tour with Beastie Boys, Sonic Youth, Foo Fighters, Beck, Pavement, Rancid, The Amps, and Bikini Kill”. Cool! Edie Arnold is a Loser (USA) is billed as “an infectiously charming coming-of-age flick about a self-proclaimed loser starting a punk band at her Catholic high school”. And Power Ballad (Ireland) stars Paul Rudd as “a past-his-prime wedding singer” who befriends “a fading boy-band star” (Nick Jonas) who “turns one of [Rudd’s] songs into a hit, reigniting his career”.

I haven’t forgotten about the midnight crowd: Mārama (New Zealand), Taratoa Stappard’s feature debut, is “an anti-colonial horror story confronting oppression while honoring the strength and resilience of Māori women”. Tacoma-based filmmaker Zach Weintraub’s Assets and Liabilities (USA) concerns “a burnt-out suburban dad who is taken on a wild supernatural odyssey when he meets a skater kid at the park who reminds him of his younger, more idealistic self”. Lady (UK) is billed as an “absurdly hilarious mockumentary”, in which “a young filmmaker agrees to film the behind-the-scenes vanity project of the obnoxiously entitled Lady Isabella, only for something unseen and quite strange to happen”. And Another World (Hong Kong) is “a harrowing, arrestingly rendered epic of revenge and redemption that announces director Tommy Kai Chung Ng as a massive new voice in the world of animation”.

Midnight movie adjacent: The documentary Boorman and the Devil (USA) is David Kittredge’s examination (autopsy?) of what went horribly wrong with the production of Exorcist II: The Heretic, and how it nearly sunk director John Boorman’s otherwise stellar career (Point Blank, Deliverance, Excalibur, et.al.) I mean, what possessed him to…oh never mind.

This year’s Closing Night Gala selection is The Invite (USA). Starring Seth Rogen, Olivia Wilde, Penelope Cruz and Edward Norton, Olivia Wilde’s film is about a couple with a rocky marriage who “invite their enigmatic upstairs neighbors for a dinner party”, during the course of which (wait for it)” the night spirals into unexpected places.”. Wilde is scheduled to attend.

Obviously, I’ve barely scratched the surface of this year’s lineup. I’ll be plowing through the catalog and sharing reviews with you beginning next Saturday. In the meantime, visit the SIFF site for full details on the films, event screenings, special guests, and more.

(You can explore 20 years of my SIFF reviews here)

SIFF 2025: Color Book (****)

By Dennis Hartley

(Originally posted on Digby’s Hullabaloo on May 24, 2025)

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Everyone processes grief differently. In the case of recently widowed Lucky (William Catlett) and his 9 year-old son Mason (Jeremiah Daniels) there lies an additional complication in the healing process: Mason is developmentally disabled and doesn’t appear to understand why his mother is no longer with them.

Now more than ever, Lucky’s paternal instinct drives him to bond with his son; and even if Mason isn’t registering the same emotional pain over their mutual loss, he wants to do everything in his power to be a comforting and reassuring presence for him. But Mason’s chief concerns remain steadfast: drawing in his coloring book and watching televised ball games.

Lucky hits on an idea to break the impasse: he’ll take his son to his first pro baseball game. It’s perfect…a father and son bonding experience that will make Mason happy and get both of them out of the house for a day. What ensues is a veritable Homeric journey across the Atlanta metro area, driven by Lucky’s determination to get his son to the ball park on time to catch the game, regardless of any number of obstacles.

They say there is beauty in simplicity, and this is a simple story, beautifully told. It’s an astonishingly assured debut for writer-director David Fortune, shot in black and white by cinematographer Nikolaus Summerer. A truly compassionate drama that keeps it real at all turns, capped off by two outstanding lead performances. Color Book is a must-see.

SIFF 2025: Sons (***)

By Dennis Hartley

(Originally posted on Digby’s Hullabaloo on May 24, 2025)

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Danish director Gustav Mölle’s followup to his excellent 2018 debut The Guilty (my review) concerns a prison guard (Sidse Babett Knudsen of Borgen fame) who works at a maximum security facility. Taciturn and unflappable (especially in contrast to her quick-tempered, frequently brutish co-workers), her professional cool gets sorely tested when she learns that a dark figure from her past has been transferred to her facility. An intense, unflinching drama that takes the moral and ethical dilemmas of its protagonist head on, and an uncomfortable reminder that there is an equal capacity for good or evil that exists within us all.

SIFF 2025: Boong (***)

By Dennis Hartley

(Originally posted on Digby’s Hullabaloo on May 24, 2025)

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Boong (Gugun Kipgen) is a precocious Indian schoolboy who lives with his mother in a small, insular village where everyone is always up in everyone else’s business. Unflattering rumors have been flying regarding Boong’s absentee father, who has cut off communication with his family since migrating to a city in nearby Myanmar to find work. When there’s a pronouncement from a dubious source that his father has died, Boong refuses to believe it. He enlists his best bud and they hit the road to investigate.

Writer-director Lakshmipriya Devi’s impressive debut feature is a gentle family drama/road movie that offers a child’s-eye view of the sociopolitical complexities that fan ethnic and sectarian tensions along the border of India and Myanmar. Despite bittersweet undercurrents, Devi has fashioned a charming and ultimately touching coming-of-age tale.

SIFF 2025: Flamingos: Life After the Meteorite (***)

By Dennis Hartley

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While the title of Lorenzo Hagerman’s film could suggest some kind of fantastical post-apocalyptic Planet of the Avians scenario, what actually transpires is an 83 minute meditation on the cycle of life and the delicate balance of the natural world.

Truth be told, a meteorite of  fantastical size (6 miles in diameter) did smack the Earth around 66 million years ago (this would be the Big One that wiped out the dinosaurs). More specifically, it hit the northern region of Mexico’s Yucatán Peninsula, which is where this documentary was filmed (over a 9-year period).

With gorgeous photography, minimal narration, and a cast of thousands (of Caribbean Flamingos), Hagerman lets the birds enact their own story, a la Winged Migration. A nice bit of eco-therapy for anyone looking to take a mental health break from the current news cycle.

SIFF 2025: Sorry, Baby (***)

By Dennis Hartley

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Mumblecore is alive and well, as evidenced by SIFF’s Closing Night Gala selection. Written, directed and starring Eva Victor (who you may recognize from Showtime’s Billions) this dramedy is a sometimes meandering but generally affable portrait of an independent young woman’s long recovery in the aftermath of a traumatic betrayal of trust. Victor slowly reveals her character’s arc in episodic fashion, using a non-linear timeline. Solid performances all around in a story that chugs along at the speed of life. The film left me thinking about something Mr. Rogers once said…“Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.” He was right, you know.

SIFF 2025: Waves (***1/2)

By Dennis Hartley

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While it is set on the eve of the 1968 Prague Spring in Czechoslovakia, in some respects writer-director Jiří Mádl’s riveting political thriller could have been ripped from today’s headlines:

The administration of Donald Trump has terminated nearly 600 contractors at Voice of America (VOA), the US-funded international news network known for delivering independent journalism to countries with restricted press freedom.

The firings, announced on [May 15], appeared to defy a recent court order requiring the government to preserve strong news operations at VOA. The US president has criticized the news network and accused it of spreading “radical” content.

The cuts, announced on Thursday, affected mostly journalists along with some administrative staff and represented more than one-third of VOA’s workforce.

Among those dismissed are journalists from authoritarian countries who now face deportation, as their visas are linked to their jobs at VOA. […]

Kari Lake, a Trump ally and senior adviser at the US Agency for Global Media, which oversees VOA, defended the decision as legally permissible. Lake had previously denounced the agency as “unsalvageable” and accused it of corruption without presenting evidence. […]

Senator Jeanne Shaheen, ranking member of the Senate foreign relations committee, issued a statement in response to the firings:

“The Trump administration’s gutting of Voice of America threatens access to independent media in places where it is needed most,” the statement reads. “It deeply weakens a critical and cost-effective tool of American influence and soft power. If Voice of America is silenced, PRC and Russian propaganda and lies will fill the void. To add more fuel to the fire, Kari Lake’s recent announcement that the Voice of America will now become a conduit for One America News Network is a gift to Russia and propagandists everywhere.”

Reminds me of a funny story (well…not “ha-ha” funny). In 1967 Prague, a young man named Tomás (Vojtěch Vodochodský) lives in a cramped apartment with his younger brother Paja (Ondřej Stupka). Tomás is Paja’s legal guardian. The conservative and apolitical Tomás is concerned about rebellious Paja’s increasing involvement with an anti-regime activist group. One day, he is chagrined to learn that Paja has sneaked off to an open audition for a job as an assistant to a popular but controversial radio journalist. Tomás rushes down to the station to intervene, but stumbles into landing the gig himself.

While he cannot foresee it, Tomás is about to get swept up into the vortex of tumultuous political upheaval in his country, culminating in the August 1968 invasion of Czechoslovakia by Soviet and Warsaw Pact forces (the film is based in part on the rousing story of how Czech Radio managed to keep broadcasting, even after Soviet troops forced their way in and seized control of the main studios).

Waves plays like a mashup of Three Days of the Condor and The Unbearable Lightness of Being, and is a welcome throwback to films that hit that sweet spot between historical sweep and intimate drama. Oh, and don’t forget to support your favorite independent journalists, because democracy dies in…well, you know.

SIFF 2025: Scarecrow in a Garden of Cucumbers (**1/2)

By Dennis Hartley

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Robert J. Kaplan’s long-“lost” 1972 cult indie starring the legendary Holly Woodlawn (immortalized in Lou Reed’s “Walk on the Wild Side”) has been restored in all of its…glory, by the Academy Film Archive. This was Warhol Factory alum Woodlawn’s third film (she had previously appeared in two of Paul Morrissey’s features).

Woodlawn plays “Eve Harrington” (first in a series of references), a naive Kansas farm gal who hits the Big Apple with ambitions of becoming a huge, huge star. She encounters a bevy of fellow wannabes and low-rung show-biz hustlers. While this suggests a dark and depressing tale (there’s a nod to Midnight Cowboy with a character named “Joe Buck”), no worries-because this is a musical (sort of).

This campy wallow in some of NYC’s seediest neighborhoods is pretty over-the-top (reminiscent of Ralph Bakshi’s 1973 animated feature Heavy Traffic) and anyone looking for a cohesive narrative need not apply, but there are some genuine laughs and a couple of decent songs (one sung by Bette Midler). Not for all tastes; I’d wager that fans of directors John Waters and/or Paul Bartel will fare best.

SIFF 2025: Time Travel is Dangerous (**)

By Dennis Hartley

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Chris Reading’s comedy-adventure about a pair of North London antique shop owners who stumble on a working bumper car time machine seemed to have the requisite elements that would put it right in my wheelhouse: I love British comedy, I love science fiction, and I especially love British science fiction comedies (e.g. Time Bandits, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, Morons From Outer Space, The Mouse on the Moon)…but unfortunately it never quite gelled for me.

The story centers on two long time friends, Ruth (Ruth Syratt) and Megan (Megan Stevenson) who are in arrears with their landlord and in imminent danger of losing the lease on their vintage shop. When they discover they have the ability to time travel, they see dollar signs (imagine scoring antiquities in mint condition!). What they don’t foresee are the (wait for it) dangers of time travel (wormholes, the possibility of meeting yourself, changing reality, etc.).

Despite a promising setup and some amusement, the proceedings get progressively more cacophonous and disjointed- especially once one of the women gets trapped (along with the third act) in some kind of inter-dimensional purgatory called The Unreason.

It feels like a waste of a good cast, which includes seasoned British thesps like Brian Blessed, Jane Harrocks, and Stephen Fry (Fry narrates). By the time the credits began to roll I found myself wishing I could travel 99 minutes back in time before all this happened to me.

SIFF 2025: Suburban Fury (***)

By Dennis Hartley

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Within a 17-day period in the early fall of 1975, President Gerald R. Ford survived two attempts on his life-both taking place in California. One could argue that the first would-be assassin, Lynette “Squeaky” Fromme is the only one people remember, by virtue of her well-known association with the Manson Family.

The second shooter, Sara Jane Moore, has remained a relative cypher. For one thing, she wasn’t a member of a high-profile death cult, and in stark contrast to Fromme’s  psycho daisy couture, Moore looked for all the world like a buttoned-down housewife who had strolled straight out of a John Cheever story (although in this case, a buttoned-down housewife armed with a .38 Special).

Not that she didn’t have a screw loose…which became apparent (to me) as Robinson Devor’s  documentary unfolded. Mixing archival materials and a present-day interview with an evasive and truculent Moore (now in her 90s), Devor tries to piece together the jigsaw of her bizarre journey from suburban mother of four to FBI informant, self-proclaimed revolutionary and would-be presidential assassin.

Moore (released from prison in 2007, after serving 32 years) is too cagey to drop any real bombshells here, so her motivations remain foggy. What I found even more interesting than Moore’s story was the adjacent retrospective on a politically tumultuous period in San Francisco (e.g. Moore has a tie-in with the Patty Hearst debacle). Despite leaving a number of questions unanswered, Suburban Fury is nonetheless a worthwhile watch for political junkies and the curious.