Al drie jaar op een rij organiseert Film Fest Gent samen met filmtijdschrift Photogénie de Young Critics workshop, een korte, maar intensieve schrijversresidentie waarin aanstormende filmcritici (tussen 18 – 26 jaar oud) de kans krijgen verslag te doen van het filmfestival. Met een kritische blik volgen ze de films in de officiele competitie, om op de website van Photogénie en FFGent hun scherpe meningen neer te pennen. Het vijftal wordt begeleid door het team van Photogénie en Nick Pinkerton, freelance journalist (o.a. Sight & Sound). De Young Critics zijn een internationaal gezelschap en schrijven hun artikelen in het Engels. Hier vind je de review van Jonah Simanjuntak over Bacalaureat
Christian Mungiu’s ‘Bacalaureat’, or ‘Graduation’, starts out with a rock flying through the protagonist’s house’s window, as if to grab the audience’s attention from the first minute. Sadly, as quickly as it was caught, my attention was lost again. Not that the story is boring through and through. It is of utmost importance for doctor Romeo Aldea that his daughter, Eliza, can study in the UK and flee the rotten country that Romania has become. This all becomes very uncertain when, tantalizingly close to graduating from high school, she gets sexually assaulted, endangering her final exam results. In a series of conversations, which I found rightfully painful to watch, Romeo gives in to the temptations of bribery in an effort to make sure his daughter can pass her exams. Sadly, a whole other definition of the word ‘painful’ comes to my mind when one of the many lengthy dialogues about seemingly trivial matters seems to go on for ages.
Combined with the troubled relationship he has with his daughter and the acts of adultery while neglecting his severely depressed wife, the story of Romeo’s start down a path of corruption seems to imply that the physician deserves everything that is coming to him, even the random acts of vandalism that seem to revolve around him. This is underlined by the camerawork, which keeps Romeo in focus for a great deal of the film. Even when we are looking at his back, he gets the camera’s undivided attention. Perhaps if the character did a better job at eliciting sympathy, he would have mine as well.