Festival at the end of the worldAs I write we are lying back on loungers in front of our classic beach bungalow; lapping ocean, white sandy beach, coconut palms. We are at the Anûû-rû âboro film festival in the Kanak region of New Caledonia. The only festival where there is no film industry, no producers, no business at all to speak off and not even a movie theatre. In fact no resemblance to any other film festival at all. ![]() Except the organisers have programmed some of the best, the most challenging, award winning and relevant documentaries screening in the world today. And invited all the filmmakers for 10 days. So here we are – documentarians from Russia, France, Burkina-Faso, China, Spain, Papua New Guinea, Columbia, Australia, Belgium, Italy, Portugal, Finland, Germany, Egypt and Aotearoa sequestered in a resort at the end of the world. Many have travelled 50 hours or more to Noumea, only to be driven another six over a torturous mountain pass to reach the classic beachfront resort of glossy tourist brochures. Posted by SumnerBurstyn SATURDAY, OCTOBER 30, 2010 |