Every year, in the city responsible for Ewan McGregor, James McAvoy, and of course, the deep fried Mars Bar, movie enthusiasts come together to enjoy what the silver screen has to offer in the way of cult classics, foreign film and homegrown talent; also known as The Glasgow Film Festival.

2014 proved to be a massive year; not only was it celebrating its 10th year, but its most successful festival to date, with record breaking admissions and half the shows sold out, I have learnt to buy tickets early or miss out completely.

Armed with popcorn, kleenex (Wuthering Heights was on my me viewing agenda) and my undivided attention (subtitles!), I’ll take you through the best of my Glasgow Film Festival . . .

The Strange Colour of Your Body’s Tears

What a way to “open the curtains”, so to speak. The first film on my agenda required an ice pack after. “Strange” isn’t even the word. There were giggles around the theatre as the lights went up and everyone spotted their own perplexed expressions reflected in other’s faces. Hélène Cattet and Bruno Forzani’s psycho horror feels like a bad acid trip; vivid flashes of colour, murder and sex can only take you so far before utterly confusing your audience. Apparently, the murder mystery unravelled eventually. I say “apparently” because even though I stayed until the end, I have no clue who killed who or why and, like waking from a bad trip, I was just glad it was over.

Of course, there is method in the madness with this movie; I’ll need to spend more money to see it again, just to try and make some sense of it!

Witching and Bitching

I knew this was my favourite 5 minutes in. Jesus, a toy soldier, Minnie Mouse and Spongebob Squarepants pulling off a gold store robbery: need I say more? For those of you who don’t bother with foreign films because the subtitles require a lot of attention, give it a try. I swear you will be reborn. What I was detailing was just the opening scene! There’s still the crazy and sexy cannibalistic witches, a not-so-sexy and embarrassingly graphic monster and the unbeatable banter. Borrowing a cast and perhaps a few laughs from his mentor, Pedro Almodóvar, Director Álex de la Iglesia is Spain’s answer to Tim Burton . . . if he teamed up with Billy Connolly.

Wuthering Heights

You couldn’t get more classic than this; Laurence Olivier, the wild, windy moors, pride in the way of love, that inescapable feeling that you should be taking notes for an essay . . . This is the 1939 adaption from Director, William Wyler shown 75 years after the original premiere for those who enjoy reliving movies over and over again, those who can’t wait until it’s shown on TV at Christmas, and those, like myself, seeing it for the first time. With the confusing nostalgia for a time you never knew that is only accomplished by old movies, Wuthering Heights did its job of  breaking our hearts.

 Benny & Jolene

Twee. Very twee, but just what the doctor ordered after “Wuthering Heights”. “Submarine” star,  Craig Roberts and “Fresh Meat” actress, Charlotte Ritchie star as a duo trying to survive the fickle world of pop music, while denying any romantic feelings for each other. The Welsh comedy was directed by Jamie Adams and shot for only £12,000. It was one of the simpler choices from the schedule, but sometimes that’s a welcome break (especially for the brain).

Don’t despair if you missed it. Gems from the Glasgow Film Festival such as prison drama “Starred Up” starring “Skins” bad boy, Jack O’Connell and Wes Anderson’s “The Grand Budapest Hotel” with The Dark Lord himself, Ralph Fiennes, will be shown in cinemas across Britain in the coming weeks.

And, of course, there’s always next year.

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