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Francis Ford Coppola is this year's recipient of the San Francisco International Film Festival's Founders Directing Award.

A Sea Change follows grandfather and environmentalist Sven Huseby as he travels from upstate New York and California to Alaska and Norway to interview scientists, professors, fishermen, entrepreneurs, journalists and others about the changing chemistry of the ocean and what people are doing to reduce carbon emissions. Huseby finds himself enamored with pteropods, the tiny, beautiful sea butterflies crucial to the ocean’s ecosystem. Today pteropods can only survive up to 48 hours before the water’s acidity eats through their translucent shells.

The San Francisco International Film Festival starts a week from Thursday. Get your tickets now!

Our fellow SFisters weren’t alone in the lyrical department this week. We signed on for the SFIFF's , a film described as “simple” and “classical.” More importantly for us – since we love all things French (or almost) – the film was set in Strasbourg. It wasn’t until we already had our ticket and were ready to enter the theater that we learned that our “French” simple, classical film was also “atmospheric,” “slow-moving,” and that it would be a “full 35 minutes before anyone speaks.” Oh no!

Every time we see an Errol Morris film, we're always astonished by his subjects' self-incrimination and displays of delusion. We had suspected that Morris is drawn to delusional people as subjects, or at least, the unusually obsessed. With Standard Operating Procedure, screened at the SFIFF on Tuesday, April 29th, Errol Morris once again attempts to answer the question that recurs in many of his movies, "What were they thinking?" In a pre-screening chat with B. Ruby Rich, Morris commented that what he aims to accomplish in his films, is to present how his subjects perceive the world.

What we love most about watching films at SFIFF is being able to experience something different than your own life. Take for instance, Just Like Home. How else can one know what it's like to live in a small Danish town consumed by the mystery of whom, exactly, is wandering the streets naked?

Psst! Anyone out there holding onto one of the sacred 1000 journals? If so, add to it already and pass it on! Or send it back to Someguy. Inquiring minds across the world want to see these 1000 journals!