Felix Massie and I returned from the
Sundance film festival on Friday evening. Our luggage arrived on Sunday evening after a brief stay in Atlanta.
It was good fun although unlike any other film festival I have been to. Mainly because it is primarily a feature film festival with people you recognise from films walking around looking a lot shorter then you realised. I now know for a fact that I am taller then Kevin Bacon, star of
Tremors and
Hollow Man!
Unfortunately I did not get the opportunity to see how my height compared to that of Robert Redford, star of
Cosmic Collisions at the Hayden Planetarium, New York. I was hoping he would greet us at the airport, and at the B&B, and at our individual screenings but sadly not. He wasn't even driving any of the taxis or shuttle buses! It seems he is not nearly as omnipotent as I assumed. Maybe his omnipotence is reserved for the feature film makers.
Our screenings went well. Both
Kieth Keith Reynolds Can't Make It Tonight and
John and Karen got good responses. It was the first time I have seen
John and Karen with an American audience and there was quite a difference (I have seen it with a Canadian audience which was close but not quite as vocal). They are very good at the audible buildup to a laugh followed by the laugh and a single clap (sometimes two!) at a joke they like. It was a nice feeling.
The feature film
John and Karen preceded was
Peter and Vandy (a romance shown out of sequence with the break-up at the halfway point and the first date towards the end) which I really enjoyed. Other films I enjoyed were
Dare (the psychologically scarring side of teen romance),
Black Dynamite (
blacksploitation spoof with Richard Nixon doing
kung-
fu) and
Bronson (not sure how to succinctly explain this one but it was very good). I did not enjoy
Shrink (a Hollywood shrink who is as messed up as his various high profile clients) which felt like Hollywood examining it's own flaws but deciding that they aren't flaws at all and coming over a little bit smug about it. The whole intro and Q&A session afterwards also came across as a bit smug and self-congratulatory which left a bitter after taste and maybe marred my appreciation of the film. Kevin Spacey was there though, provoking uproarious applause every time he made a noise. Unfortunately he was too far away for me to successfully gauge his height.
I think my favourite part of the festival was the Q&A sessions after each film (except perhaps for
Shrink). Particularly
Dare which featured Sandra Bernhard, who I am only familiar with from her role as the nutter who wasn't Robert De
Niro (Masha, thanks
IMDB) in
The King of Comedy, but
the film geek in me silently applauded when she appeared on the stage
.
The other highlight was the large quantities of snow everywhere. I am glad I took some quick-drying walking trousers with me because I spent as much time as I could up to my knees in the stuff. We threw some snowballs, built a moderate snowman and spoilt every bit of unspoilt snow we could conveniently and legally spoil. The only downside was that it did not snow while we were there and the snow gradually became dirtier and slushier over the course of the week. I successfully fell over three times. Not proper full-length
Home Alone style falling though, but the more embarrassing nearly-saving-yourself-windmill-arms-and-legs style falling.
Felix
Massie failed to fall over even once. Bastard.
I also ate my first
Twinkie which was closely followed by what will probably be my last
Twinkie. After the influence of
Ghostbusters and
Die Hard I really wanted to like the
Twinkie but it was really quite horrible. Saying that I probably would not turn down another
Twinkie. I think they may have addictive qualities, like smoking and
Cartoon Brew.
We also watched
Obama's inauguration at the B&B we were staying in. There was a definite buzz among everyone around the town that day and there were people with Obama hats and t-shirts. I can't even begin to imagine Gordon Brown on hats and t-shirts.
I learnt yesterday that HP stands for Houses of Parliament. I don't use brown sauce very often so have failed to notice the presence of Big Ben on the label and make the connection.