Can I hear 20?
Tuesday is our last full day of movie watching and I have three on the schedule, but chose to sleep in after a late night with Jerri missing the 8:30 am screening of Between. According to an acquaintance, I didnt miss anything but the loss of 90 minutes of my life (gaining it back in blissful sleep). Mia left early this morning to go back to LA. I actually woke up at nine and put in a good 2 hours of work before walking over to the Holiday Village for my only screening there.
Only volunteers are milling about the lobby as I enter, except for Joseph Gordon Levitt who is entering the screening by himself in front of me. The volunteer who tore his ticket and the five others guarding the door obviously recognize him and are tickled pink. JGL is smiley and sweet to them and turns to smile at me. I smile back and nod acknowledging his graciousness. I love moments like that.
Swimmers is one of my favorite films of the week. A young girl and her family in crisis are touched by a young woman who returns to their small town after being gone for years since her mothers suicide. Delicate and utterly charming, look for more from director Doug Sadler and young newcomer Tara Devon Gallagher.
I have to hustle up to the Library for Kevin Bacons second feature, Loverboy, starring wife Kyra Sedgwick as a disturbingly overprotective mother. With Bacon, Sandra Bullock, and Marissa Tomei in supporting roles, this adaptation of Victoria Redels acclaimed novel is as intriguing and disturbing as Bacons last appearance at Sundance, The Woodsman in 2004. Kevin and I (and doubtless half of the audience) were both remembering that screening, also at the Library, as he introduced the film.
So I was done. 19 films in five days. Ok, so I missed one. Sue me. Time to have fun and schmooze. I head back up the hill to the Sundance Channel party at 350 Main where Steve Buscemi, Mario Van Peebles and Yo La Tengo are all holding court. I chat with Kevin Kilbride and Ian Bricke from the Sundance Channel. Find Matthew and meet lots more folks whose names and cards I have somewhere. I cant process it all until I am safely back in O-town.
We call Hank and friend/producer Holly Mosher and meet at Caf Terigo for our first and only nice dinner of the week. Good conversation and good food are still the staple of great societies. Lovely. After dinner we all head back to the Riverhorse for the Kodak party and as always freeze outside in line for about 20 minutes before getting in.
Inside we chat and eat and drink and endure the loud, horrible band for a third year in a row, but as always it is a great event. The indieWIRE gang is there in force including JD from Orlando who just got in today. The lovable Florida Kodak rep Mike Brown is there as well and nice man that he is gets our friend Darren in the door. Matthew and Hank take off to see Me and You and Everyone We Know (and loved it). Darren and I head back to the condo at about 1 am. I start to work, and Darren tries to sleep but is awakened by a tipsy Matthew and Hank as they arrive after the movie. We all finally settle down and go to bed around 2:30.
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