Nov 16, 2006 11:57
There really should be a red carpet, for all intents and purposes, but Mark's not one for the blatant bows to Holy Wood. There is, however, a mass of taxis, bikes, and an old truck outside of the Nederlander theatre. It was the one place Mark could rent for the night that wasn't connected to the Greys, or already had something going on.
Inside, there is a screen across the stage, rented from, probably only Adam knows where, and a couple ticket-takers at the door.
The film goes swimmingly along, with its success surprising no one excepting perhaps the director and producer himself.
Afterwards... well, it's tradition. Mark's rented out the Life Cafe. Complete with all the food anyone can eat.