Supa Mondo

Donโ€™t expect much in the way of glitzy premieres or red-carpet photo ops, but the Portland International Film Festival (PIFF) is probably the closest thing to a high holiday on the local film calendar. A bursting-at-the-seams, two-week catchall of globally produced films screening at five local theaters, this yearโ€™s PIFF has more movies than any person could reasonably be interested in, let alone see. But thereโ€™s enough intriguing stuff that itโ€™s worth rolling up your sleeves, digging into the festival program, and finding something up your alley.

Youโ€™ll be fine if you skip the opening night selection, Amateurs (screening March 7 & 14), a Swedish comedy about a small town hoping to entice a large German superstore to the area. The echoes of Walmart are undeniable, so the main thrust may seem a bit stale to American viewers, and much of the movie is taken up by footage of a promotional video shot by two of the townโ€™s teenaged residents, whose wide-eyed idealism (and shaky camerawork) quickly wear thin.

Much more rewarding is Styx (March 8 & 10), a lean maritime thriller about a doctor (the superb Susanne Wolff) charting a solo course off Gibraltar, where her small sailboat encounters a distressed ship packed with refugees. The doctorโ€™s precise competence meets desperate chaos against the unforgiving backdrop of an endless, blue-gray ocean.

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Similarly stunning is Valley of Shadows (March 10), a gorgeously shot mood piece about a small boy looking for a lost dog in a dark Norwegian forest. With horror and folk-tale elements, itโ€™s a series of misty, crepuscular vistas captured on 35mmโ€”you wonโ€™t see a better-looking film this year. Thereโ€™s a real emotional resonance to the story, too, told through child-logic and somnambulant sense-memory.

The tactile sensations of memory are similarly front-and-center in Ray & Liz (March 11 & 17), a cinematic look at English photographer and director Richard Billinghamโ€™s parents, informed by Billinghamโ€™s still photographs. Their unpleasant lives of abject poverty, tinted by cigarette smoke and homemade hooch, make this one a tough sit, but the movie is gasp-inducingly beautiful in its own miserable way.

At three-plus hours, Turkish director Nuri Bilge Ceylanโ€™s The Wild Pear Tree (March 15 & 16) tries the audience with a rambling character study of an aspiring writer reckoning with his fatherโ€™s gambling addition; its autumnal greens and browns often make it worth the effort. (If you really want to numb that butt off, Chinaโ€™s four-hour An Elephant Sitting Still (March 16 & 21) is also screening; first-time director Hu Bo killed himself over disagreements with his producers over the filmโ€™s length.) Korean director Hong Sang-sooโ€™s Hotel by the River (March 12 & 14) is a black-and-white chamber piece thatโ€™s not really about anything in particular, pivoting from casual offhandedness to attempted profundity.

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Kids and grownups will like the ebullient, bright Supa Modo (March 9 & 16), which manages to walk an unlikely tightrope: Itโ€™s the story of a young Kenyan girl dying of cancer, but her superhero and martial arts fantasies make this a warm, uplifting experience. Older kids will also respond to Stupid Young Heart (March 15 & 19), a Finnish film about teen pregnancy whose nuance transcends its after-school-special elements, even if thereโ€™s a (disturbingly timely) subplot about white nationalism that isnโ€™t adequately dealt with.

Although itโ€™ll appear on PBSโ€™ American Masters later this year, try to catch Worlds of Ursula K. Le Guin (March 17 & 18), a superb documentary about the Portland science fiction and fantasy author who died in 2018. Itโ€™s a tender, triumphant portrait of a brilliant woman, making a case for Le Guin as one of the titans of American literature.

Also very good are Chileโ€™s Too Late to Die Young (March 8 & 13); Irelandโ€™s The Hole in the Ground (March 8); Serbiaโ€™s The Load (March 9 & 11); and Germanyโ€™s Transit (March 15). Thereโ€™s much, much more to see at PIFF than can be covered here, of courseโ€”so check portlandmercury.com/film throughout the festival for more of our picks.

Ned Lannamann is a writer and editor in Portland, Oregon. He writes about film, music, TV, books, travel, tech, food, drink, outdoors, and other things.