Reviewed by Tim Wong

TARANTINO, OR "Q" as he's self-importantly known, intends to eventually begin production on the overdue, ironically titled Inglorious Bastards. One can only speculate as to how Quentin plans to batter a World War II movie in that illogical, sometimes irritating postmodern crust, of which to date has thickly coated his entire 5-film back catalogue in greasy pastiche. And here's the irony: QT finally including the term "bastard" in the title of a film when it's been long apparent – at least to me – that he is and always will be that cocky, self-fashioned illegitimate love child of a filmmaker. In other words, a cinematic bastard.

Reviewed by David Levinson

THE LOVE STORY, in the most direct sense, is an inherently fickle thing. The problem is hyper-subjectivity – where in its internal circuitry will invariably depend on the viewer falling in sync with the relationship at hand.

TIM WONG previews Madame Satã and The Life and Times of Count Luchino Visconti, two new eclectic features from the Out Takes Lesbian and Gay Film Festival programme.

Reviewed by David Levinson

LIKE MOST, thanks to the monolithic drive of word-of-mouth, I went in with the bomb having already been dropped – knowing that the big, fat elephant-in-the-room was a shoot-up at a high school in Portland, Oregon. I'd be lying then if I said I wasn't curious about how Van Sant would pull it off, anticipating the bloody climax with stomach-churning fascination.