Sometimes, no matter how carefully you choose your film, you find yourself watching a dog. If it's Scooby Doo 2 then it's probably because you've found yourself babysitting an 8-year-old and the choice was out of your hands. But sometimes you have no excuse. Sometimes you ignore the warning bells ringing in your head and choose to see a film you know might suck. Usually it's an art film. An ART in capital letters film. Pretentious, portentous, self-indulgent, and self-important. Which brings me to this year's EIFF and Catherine Breillat's Anatomy of Hell.
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