"Lure" at Newport Beach Film Festival
I got a call the other day from the director of a short film I shot two years ago. His movie, “Lure” made it into the Newport Beach Film Festival and it was a chance for me to see it on a big screen, so off I went.
I have a love-hate relationship with film festivals, more so these days. True, it draws attention to quality filmmakers by giving their project a forum by which others can see a hint at genuine craftsmanship. But most of the time, the festivals show nothing but dreck. Pretentious dialogue and ridiculous settings by young filmmakers who know little about life and less about filmmaking.
The screening was part of a series of shorts whose theme was crime. One after another, the short film played, neither short nor good. Unbelievable dialogue, horrid acting, circumstances that could never happen and did I mention that the running times were way too long?! Painful to watch and no way to leave.
I’m sure my feeling toward “Lure” are a bit biased but I have made every attempt at divorcing my self from my criticism and I think I’m speaking true. Of all the films, Lure not only had believable acting, but also a story structure that was not only strong, but also lacked any fat to cut. In short, it was a good film. It’s not without some flaws, true, but they pale by comparison and none are so blatant as to take you out of the story.
I looked around during its screening and all I saw were people watching the screen and not their watch. They laughed at the uncomfortable moments in the movie when it was appropriate to laugh. In comparison to the other films, it reminded me of what my drafting teacher drilled into our head when I once aspired to be an architect… form follows function. Ours looked good without being too stylized (a rare feat for me), sounded good without being over produced, it was well edited and finely acted and directed – no one element standing out above the other. The other films by comparison, often had wonderful cinematography, or a strong editorial or sound design, but lacked the most fundamental element of storytelling – the story. (From the looks of it, it seems that everyone wants to be Ridley Scott – I think one is enough.)
I suppose what I saw today was going on ump-teen years ago and will still be taking place ump-teen years from now. It renewed my dislike for the festival circuit and but did reminded me of why I like working with Mark (the director). Kudos to you Mark – let’s make another one.





























