Early June in Review
Ah, Sunday on Capital Hill. And a line around the block at the Egyptian full of people who have to admit they don't know exactly what they're there for that morning: thy name is Secret Festival. Week two maintained a very satisfying series this year with the sort of movie I could score serious film geek cred for saying I saw. Except, you know, I can't. Such is the bittersweet cruelty of our little clique.
In other news, tangerinpenguin does not have a posse, and that's a problem. Obviously, I need an entourage. I keep going to the galas each year, but they always end up so large and crowded that it seems impossible to really bump into anyone or just start casual conversations. I did get to chat with several very cool filmmakers at Moe Bar (the official "Lounge" for SIFF this year) at the end of the Shorts program weekend, and I can often find a few of the Fool Serious crowd to compare notes with, but I think large Seattle parties in general need to be attacked as a team effort, especially for the natural introverts.
I did manage to tear myself away from SIFF for a few hours (on a weekend, no less) to see Anthony Bourdain at the Moore this past weekend. Much of the more topical stuff he opened and closed with echoed what he's written recently in his blog, and the rest covered much of the same ground as some of his books, so no real scoops to pass on, but it's still a hoot hearing it from the guy live.
Well, time to grab sleep while I can - one final SIFF weekend, complete with not one but two midnight movies on my schedule, left to go...
In other news, tangerinpenguin does not have a posse, and that's a problem. Obviously, I need an entourage. I keep going to the galas each year, but they always end up so large and crowded that it seems impossible to really bump into anyone or just start casual conversations. I did get to chat with several very cool filmmakers at Moe Bar (the official "Lounge" for SIFF this year) at the end of the Shorts program weekend, and I can often find a few of the Fool Serious crowd to compare notes with, but I think large Seattle parties in general need to be attacked as a team effort, especially for the natural introverts.
I did manage to tear myself away from SIFF for a few hours (on a weekend, no less) to see Anthony Bourdain at the Moore this past weekend. Much of the more topical stuff he opened and closed with echoed what he's written recently in his blog, and the rest covered much of the same ground as some of his books, so no real scoops to pass on, but it's still a hoot hearing it from the guy live.
Well, time to grab sleep while I can - one final SIFF weekend, complete with not one but two midnight movies on my schedule, left to go...