This is for you, dear cynics. All of you, each and every one, who say there are no quality Native produced films. This is for you, dear cynics, who dismissively pass off such enthusiasm as naïve and snort that an audience doesn’t exist for Indigenous cinema—after all, who cares about Indians if they aren’t carrying tomahawks?
You’re wrong. Here’s proof.
The film festival season is in full throttle. Festivals, festivals, festivals: the well funded and well publicized, the grass-root, college-run and those teeming with glitterati. Take a look. Carefully.