Few cinematic pleasures are greater than a Labor Day weekend spent inside Telluride’s picturesque box canyon. At 8,750 feet above sea level, the air is thin and crisp. The sun’s rays beat down on you, but a breeze instantly chills you. It is foolish to walk anywhere without a raincoat and a sweater. And the scenery is so gorgeous, you think you’d died and gone to heaven.
And here, we watch movies.
Over 75 features and shorts were screened over the holiday weekend, of which I saw 12. All were good, some were phenomenal. I’ll write more about each one individually in the coming weeks, but for now, I’ll leave you with this some general thoughts on my three favorites — and what that means for the past, present, and future of cinema. Telluride is always about the show, but this year, it was Her show.