Sarasota Sunshine

By tully | "Boredom at Its Boredest" by Michael Tully April 18, 2007 at 8:38AM

Sarasota Sunshine

To be completely honest, I was worried that I had maybe overhyped the Sarasota Film Festival. When I went there last year, it was only the third film festival I'd ever attended as a filmmaker, I was in a surprisingly upbeat mental state, and... I don't know. Time and memory plays tricks all up in your grill. Perhaps it was a fluke. Perhaps last year was that rare instance of too-good-to-be-true. Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.

Not to worry, gentle reader.

I haven't even been here a full day and I'm in love once again. This festival might just Save The World. Tonight's SILVER JEW screening was well-attended and seemingly well received (for I, as director, will never know, but it felt good), and the technical presentation was perfect (money well spent, Mr. Hall--very well spent). The entire Of Montreal crew made it just in the nick of time, before they headed back to their Fantasy Island compound. There are lots of nuggets I have to share with you guys, but it's 3:44 and I have to be up early to teach a community college class. If you think the idea of watching me teaching a community college class is funny, just wait until you see Rabbi's footage of me doing "Ghostbusters" at karaoke tonight. A shameful performance. Commonwealth of Florida, please accept my apology.

A very quick shout-out to David Lowery's breathtaking short, THE OUTLAW SON. I had never seen any of David's work before. It's always weird to know that you trust the shit out of a person's interests and insights, but you're a little worried before you watch their actual work. I'm thrilled to know that David is as brilliant a filmmaker as he is a blogger. Mark my words, I am going to help that mofo realize a vision of his one day.

Before I go, I'll leave you with some music news. Chris Deaner, former New York City league basketball teammate o' mine, has officially gone public with the news that he's Kelly Clarkson's new drummer. I don't know if I stressed how incomprehensibly great his afternoon drum solo was at SXSW, but just think of something outlandishly great and DOUBLE THAT JIZZ. Read the story here.

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