AMANDA KRAMER There was a not-so-short time in my life where i would've happily forgone all films outside of whit stillman's 90s trilogy. They are each magnificent and without flaw, led by perfectly cast actors who understand the tone and humor of this impossibly erudite and wonderful man better than any "movie star" ever could. During this time, i would lay in bed at night and ache for chris eigeman, a gorgeous human built for whit's hyper-articulate cynics. Obsessed with propriety, concerned with decorum, and obsessively moral. Fuck Patrick Bateman, fuck Julian Kaye, fuck Gordon Gekko - i love them but there's no yuppies like stillman's yuppies. The suited suitors of my writerly infatuation.

Luna Paiva Emmanuel Marre and Julie Lecoustre are filmmakers I had the chance to meet them last weekend, Emmanuel is Pablo´s childhood friend. They came to visit us right after they won the Prix de la mise en scène at Cannes for Notre Salut. Besides the quality of the film, the creation of a new visual language, and a sustainable way of filming, it was a joy to witness this couple's generous and creative relationship, supporting each other's work, thriving together for the past 10 years. To me, the definition of love.