Tarnation was great. A jumbled scrapbook of photo’s, answerphone messages, super 8 movies and video footage about three generations of a family in crisis. It was pitiful and powerful and heartbreaking but ended on a lovely note of hope. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a better documented personal journey through someone’s life.

Somersault was also great. A film about a 16 year old girls loss of innocence and her painful lesson of the difference between sex and love. Every performance was stunning, even the dead-end Aussie skiing town which was overrun with needy and frustrated characters (anyone who grew up in the sticks will relate to this film). On a completely shallow note there were two lovelies in the film (my gaydar twitched when they first appeared on screen together and sure enough an hour later they were kissing). Him and him.