Are You Talking To Me?

[shemthepenman]

... any idea?

It's Kitchen Stories by Bent Hamer. I saw it by accident. I went to see his Factotum, but the distribution company sent this earlier film of his by mistake...  so they just went ahead and showed it and invited us back later for Factotum.  I truly loved it.  (And as for Bukowski films, I much prefer Factotum to Barfly.)  

The American Film Institute has a theater (tiny) in the Kennedy Center in D.C. They have a small organ below the screen and regularly had screenings of silents with a wonderful accompanist. (That's where I fell in love with Lillian Gish.) They projected them at the correct speed and, after a few, I learned how to watch them; the former stereotypes lodged in my head dissolved.

KITCHEN STORIES!!! that's the one! you are the man! just in the middle of a critique at the moment, but you have made my day. i really enjoyed that film, and you might be thinking 'but, how then, did you forget the fucking title?'; well, it was during a period of about a year when i was averaging something like 5 films per day [insomnia + sobriety + just a basic love of cinema = about 5 films a day]--and when you watch 5 films every day, sometimes 6 or 7 titles are the first thing to be lost. so, really thanks!