Another serial killer flick
Best For Film pitched up at the very end of this year’s London Spanish Film Festival to watch a deeply odd film about the life, love and constant petty theft of an enormous Spanish prostitute. Watch Mónica del Raval if you enjoy racist subtitles, chicken and chips and/or sweeping statements about geographically standardised penis size.
“Acting is not creativity, it’s doing what somebody else tells you to do,” Joaquin Phoenix declares in I’m Still Here, a film that charts his decision to stop being a thespian, grow a massive beard and rediscover himself as a rap artist. Is he crazy? Contradicting his own soundbyte with the most intriguing performance of his career, the answer is a resounding no. The story Phoenix and brother-in-law Casey Affleck have crafted is not insane, but assured – a fascinating study of self-identity.