Camera Zizanio

Ευρωπαϊκή Συνάντηση Νεανικής Οπτικοακουστικής Δημιουργίας

The large window to the passions…

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(extract from Sophia’s Blog )

And the large window to the passions, the laughter, the ambitions, the pain, the inspiration to the larger world, is still open on the screen of the Appollon Theatre, which, is packed every afternoon till late in the evening, after the last film of the day is screened…

Kids, both from Greece and abroad, sitting or lying on the side aisles, with eyes glued to the screen, ecstatic, watching film after film. Grownups as well, with the same enthusiasm and commitment, all part of what this Festival is, and means.

Farsi, Spanish, Dutch, Greek, Serbian, English, German, Icelandic, French, Arabic, Swedish, the languages you can hear in the seats next to you, but the language of the moving picture, is the same for all… The unanimous laughter with the jokes, the grand intake of breath in the agony of the protagonist, the cries of relief from the kids when everything is resolved, the applause, a whole theatre breathing around you and pulsing to the rythm of each film… The directors, the producers, the creators, sitting next to you, enjoying the impact of their work. Simplay wonderful…

And in the streets, the cinema workshops, kids with cameras creating their own stories, making animations, shadow theatre, the screenings of Camera Zizanio taking place every morning with the European section, and the daily news, capturing the beat of all the Festival’s activities into pixels and sound bits!

And among all these, the kid’s jury watching films, taking down notes, asking questions, voicing opinions, but mostly, having fun… As we all do!

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And Roviros Manthoulis, once more left us spellbound with his master class, his words and images of a past that is gone now, unfolding on the large screen… Simply magic… and in his own words:
“Magic is a construct, and in a film you mustn’t be able to see the seams… the director must remain invisible.”

We traveled around the world with excrepts from his films, from the gitanos of Andalucía, to those of Palermo, singing to the Virgin Mary, the “gitana guapa”, to the woman singing a lullaby to put her baby to sleep, as well as the volcano of Aetna, the poem “Thanatos” by Dimitris Christodoulou with the streets under Acropolis of the past…

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