I overheard somebody say there are something like 120 documentaries showing at this year's Sundance Film Festival, and since I'm too lazy to actually look it up someplace, I'll go ahead and present it here as fact.
And I think I'm seeing half of them.
Rolled into Park City yesterday, endured a shuttle ride from SLC with a guy who must have been enjoying his first day on the job. We were in the van for almost 2 hours, meaning I had somewhat less time to decompress before hitting the first screening of the day.
Last night: Black Gold - about the plight of Ethiopian coffee growers, Wrestling with Angels - about playwright Tony Kushner, and Clearcut - about the town in Oregon that, until recently, provided college scholarships to all graduating high school students.
Sharing a condo with most of the same folk this time around. In addition to myself, there's Don Lewis, Mike Ferraro, Mark Bell, Eric Campos, and TV's Chris Gore. Don, Mike, and myself are situated in what is affectionately known as "Brokeback Bedroom."
They made the joke only about a dozen times yesterday, and it's still funny, by gum.
We're busy as hell this year, seeing four movies a day. I'll post when I can, if only to remind you how much fun bopping around Park City with a few thousand black-clad douchebags in Von Dutch hats really is.
Have fun! I keep hearing good things about Little Miss Sunshine, so I hope that's one you get to see.
I think I am going to end up seeing it, and it's getting some good buzz. What's frustrating is the constant state of flux for all the press screenings. Times and venues change every day, making it a little hard to know even a day in advance what you're going to see.
Tomorrow should be good, though. I get to see Julien Temple's Glastonbury doc, and Puccini for Beginners.
Here's hoping you have a good time, and don't puke all over everything for a change.