Each year we reach out to a group of filmmakers via email to get the story behind their films and find out why the Beaufort International Film Festival is such an important stop. This year a trio of directors in the Feature Film Category responded. Malindi Fickle’s Suck it up, Buttercup comes to Beaufort by way of Hawaii with a trail of film festival success in its wake while Tim Driscoll’s The Lengths barely made it out of the editing room in time for the submission deadline. Making the cut was especially sweet for Greenville, SC filmmaker Chris White.
Four of us – VW Scheick, his wife and producing partner Uyen Le, Beaufort Film Society cofounder Ron Tucker, and myself – convene in the Lowcountry Weekly offices. Virtual Gary Weeks appears via a tablet screen on a corner table. Actual Gary Weeks sits in his car in Atlanta near a recording studio where he’s dubbing dialogue for a film he recently completed (Jurassic World perhaps?).
So, there’s a discussion thread on my Facebook page that, as of this moment, has been alive and kicking for seven days. The subject? Clint Eastwood’s controversial, Oscar-nominated film American Sniper. The pro-Sniper folks are hanging tough, while the anti-Sniper contingent is also holding its own. I bowed out of the conversation days ago, and frankly, I’m starting to wish the others would “take it outside.” But what’s a gracious hostess to do? I started it. I invited them in, so it seems impolite to kick them out. Still, seven days?
This documentary about sex, race and murder in the South is getting big BIFF buzz.
When three friends set out to find the truth behind a “true crime” tale set in 1950s Jim Crow Florida, they had no idea how difficult their task would prove . . . or how long it would take. Billed as a story of “Sex, Race and Murder in the South,” You Belong to Me is finally finished, and it’s getting big BIFF buzz.
“Go to your bosom; knock there, and ask what your heart doth know.” – William Shakespeare
I don’t know about y’all, but I love to read a great love story. Real, imagined, immortalized, tragic, you name it, and I will immerse myself in one at any given time, especially if it involves a warm bath and a good pinot.
The 9th Beaufort International Film Festival Raises the Bar.
By Mark Shaffer
“We have filmmakers every year who tell us that they’re going to go home and make another movie just so they can come back to Beaufort. You can’t beat that.”
- Ron Tucker, Executive Director, Beaufort International Film Festival
Recipes and food styling by Debbi Covington Photography by Mark Shaffer
Roll out the red carpet! The 9th annual Beaufort International Film Festival is in full swing with film makers, directors, screen writers, movie stars and lots of film-loving fans. Our local film festival is a heatwave of fun and excitement during what is typically a chilly February. This year's festival celebrates all things southern.
In the early 1900s, penny valentine postcards made their appearance in the US and a postcard craze gripped the nation for the next 15 years. Many were printed in the US but the more elaborate and desirable cards were colorful and printed in Germany. Thousands of designs were copyrighted each year.
Till Cornbread Do Us Part: Valentine’s Day Reflections
Written by Jack Sparacino
Tuesday, 10 February 2015 10:29
Valentine's Day, February 14th in the clutches of winter, still gets lots of attention every year despite its competition with football, basketball and all the storms, as many people love it because of its focus on, well, love.
Pieces of scrap glass left over from framing jobs at Beaufort’s Charles Street Gallery are making their artistic debut in Charleston as negatives in Gary Geboy’s new collection of platinum palladium and wet plate collodion photography.