Got back into Houston yesterday around 1 pm. Didn't get home from Friday night's Slamdance party until almost 3 AM Saturday morning, then had to catch my shuttle to SLC airport at 6. Needless to say, yesterday morning was one in which I was keenly aware of every minute of my 52 years.
That's what it felt like, anyway.
So Sundance 2004 has come and gone. I can best describe it as a whirlwind of (mostly) good movies, cold feet, and 3.2 beer. I saw a shitload of documentaries, the best of which were: Riding Giants, the big wave surfing film from Stacy Peralta; Super Size Me, Morgan Spurlock's month-long ordeal of eating nothing but McDonald's food; and The Corporation, an amusing look at the corporation as psychopath. I can also recommend Stander, the true story of a South African police detective who became a cult hero in the 1970's after a committing a series of bank robberies, then returning as the investigating officer to the extreme confusion of the bank's employees.
No, I didn't see Napoleon Dynamite. Quit asking.
I found, for the most part, that people were pretty friendly in Park City. Obviously the locals have weighed their annoyance with the innundation of industry assholes every year against the mountains of cash they bring, and sided with the forces of commerce. Still, exchanges like the following didn't hurt:
The setting: The Timbers lounge in the Park City Marriott (HQ of the Sundance Film Festival)
Bartender: What can I get for you?
Pete: Uh, a Bud Light, I guess.
Bartender: You staying at the hotel?
Pete: No.
Bartender: Gee, really? Did you know you need a membership to drink in most places in Park City?
Pete: No kidding.
Bartender: Yeah. The hotel gives people memberships to the Timbers for free just for staying here. So...are you staying at the hotel?
Pete: I sure am.
Bartender: Bud Light it is.
He got a good tip.
Hey man, sounds like you had a good week out there, can't wait to read your reviews. I also hope to see that picture of you and Danny Glover, if not the impromptu video!
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You forgot the final line of your exchange:
Pete: Put it on my room tab.