London film festival: why students are addicted to LFF

55 Before his departure, Alastair Dant was in 1995 to work first thing you'll be hooked to the BFI London Film Festival

as our second year at UCL, Phil and I were sitting cross-legged under the table in our Japanese plane Camden, intriguing. The table is heated, a luxury that suited our sleep. General conversation, ranging from Britpop band half-cock had been hidden in our offices or had won the most games of pool. On this occasion, was a more important issue at hand: the table was the program of the BFI London Film Festival 1995

not clear where we were. It could have been a trading record store or a coffee in Soho. What mattered was how carefully this event celebrates student life. He slipped easily into an afternoon school day and evening wasted. We talked with the promise of world cinema tickets and cheap in the morning. This satisfies our pride every time that London contained all the possible trends of cultural activity.

few hours later, our choices are: Shanghai Triad, The Doom Generation and The Devil in a Blue Dress. All three were nice, but it was Gregg Araki, who had the most impact. It was the biggest story, but the difference can not see an independent film at the Odeon West End. As dub music into a proper sound system, seeing the road accidents cut film on the big screen so mesmerized us crappy VHS never reached. You can not delete scenes you like Aphex Twin cowgirl out of our heads knocked Leicester Square and back to reality.

As expected, the return the following year. This time, I realized the benefits of the full price of admission. Following a tip from a friend in Paris, one cycle to the NFT to see Good News from God - a French existential comedy whose plot very well with the concerns of our students. By the closing titles, many questions have arisen. Hand after the writer and director walked in front of the screen and started exchange theories with the public. The opportunity to enjoy the company of creators of the film is one of the best features of this festival.

After finishing my career, I spent most of the last 15 years in London. The festival has written its way into every chapter of this story - by the way, I enjoyed the introduction of all types of people to her charms. A school friend virgin Lynch had his mind blown by Lost Highway. A colleague and I had our first experience Experience animated shorts by Brakhage and some Tesla-based soup called Ghosts of the spectrum. A seven-year relationship had its way with trips to the party.

began with a trip to see waking life. There in the middle of the saddle Rotoscopic Linklater, a shared love of film began a flourishing tradition and the ruins. My ex joined the FBI to have access to priority booking. Each year we try to watch more movies than before. We just received a dizzying crescendo involving several hundred kilos of tickets to the festival. That same year, an early morning accident on the steps of Tottenham Court Road Tube left me with a sprained ankle. Lame way back and forth between the NFT and the Odeon West End, I realized that I could have gone too far.

In retrospect, the greatest virtue of this festival is its diversity. The gala screenings offer a chance to succeed in the blockbusters to come. Treasures of files allowed me to take some classic Hitchcock and hear about Alfie Lewis Gilbert.