As I grow older, the weekend marathon screenings (four individual films on both Saturday and Sunday) are a physical trial. Although there were intermissions between movies, I was at the theater for over nine hours. The lines for the rest rooms between movies were an ordeal too.
Yesterday, the festival began with "Kansas City Confidential" and "Drive a Crooked Road." Both were compact and well made studio features that delivered the goods.
The final film was an Argentinian offering which was fascinating, but excessively long at 2:14. I was wishing for a studio executive of the old school to have sent the film to be re-edited. I am not complaining about the inclusion of foreign films -- a few years ago, the Argentinian and French films were terrific (the Argentinian adaptations of Cornell Woolrich were outstanding).
When Chicago was added to the Noir City road show circuit, the number of movies screened was not as extensive. This year, there are eighteen films. It is a challenge for a festival pass holder to see everything. I am looking forward to the simple double features next week that follow an A-B-A screening format.