Midway through my second whole day here in Venice and so far I've seen six films: John Hillcoat's The Road, Shinya Tsukamoto's Tetsuo: The Bullet Man, Soi Cheang's Accident, Patrice Chéreau's Persécution, and two from Werner Herzog, Bad Lieutenant: Port Of Call New Orleans and My Son, My Son, What Have Ye Done, the latter of which was the surprise film yesterday. Apart from The Road, nothing has really stood out, although almost all of them have had something to commend them.
Attendance feels down on previous years. The queues for screenings are less busy that usual, and, consequently, I've yet to see a film with a full house. And now the weather has gone and turned, the sweltering heat of yesterday giving way to clouds and wind and the threat on rain. Perfect for staying inside and watching films.
Tonight brings Michael Moore's Capitalism: A Love Story and Yannick Dahan's French zombie thriller La Horde, while tomorrow's list includes Claire Denis' White Material, Oliver Stone's documentary South Of The Border and Steven Soderbergh's The Informant!