Austin
Film Festival 2005 - Day 3 -
Saturday, October 22nd
I had already decided to stay home and watch the UT
football game in the afternoon. There didn't seem to be
anything I really wanted to see at AFF until 7pm when
"Bee Season"
was showing at the IMAX theater. In fact it was going
to be a fully IMAX evening as the late show I wanted,
"Brick," to
see was also showing there. Johnny was going to meet me
for the latter.
The UT game against Texas Tech was a blowout. I
thought maybe Tech would be the first team to give Vince
Young and the boys a run for there money but it was
not to be. I gave up on watching the game in the second
quarter and did some writing and finally finished reading
Douglas Coupland's "Girlfriend in a Coma" for the first
time. What a great book. It reminded me so much of my
favorite book of all time, Kurt Vonnegut's "Slapstick."
I think Coupland and Vonnie have a lot in common with
the obvious difference being that Vonnegut's bleak hopelessness
of the 70's has been replaced with Coupland's bleak
hopefulness of the 90's. The end of "Girlfriend in a
Coma" is perhaps the most optimistic and life-affirming
end of a novel I've read since, well... Coupland's "Generation
X."
Anyway, the game ended that's when I decided to
head to the IMAX. It suddenly hit me that traffic in
the area was going to be a nightmare since the football
stadium is only about 5 blocks from the Bob Bullock
State History Museum where the IMAX theater is located.
I left a little early to be on the safe side. But traffic
wasn't to busy until I was just a block away and then
it was a nightmare of clogged lanes and massive foot
traffic. At least there were a lot of cute young guys
walking around all hooping and hollering in the post-
coital glow of male-bonding via football comradery.
I sat in my car for about 20 minutes but at least I
had my Belle and Sebastian and Ric Ocasek to sing along
with.
It was easy to find a parking place near the museum
because everyone else was leaving when I was just getting
there. I parked, walked about a block and headed in
the museum's IMAX entrance. I've only seen one IMAX
movie here, "Space
Station Houston," and that has been about two or
three years ago. I wanted to come see the IMAX "Polar
Express" here but never got around to it.
I had been talking to Johnny about the screen and
wondering just how curved it was and how weird a regular
film would look on it. The screen is so huge, would
it be just a tiny little square in the massive IMAX
screen? Would it look funny because of the curve of
the screen? Would they have a 35mm projector or would
it be a video thing? I remembered last year they had
honored Barry Levinson and shown his film "Liberty
Heights" in the IMAX and I didn't go because I'd
already seen that film. If they had shown my favorite
Levinson work, "Avalon," I might have went.
I got into the IMAX and walking up the stairs into
the theater, I could see that the huge screen was not
curved much at all; this was going to be an excellent
place to see a film. I remembered the seating was good
and comfortable with big comfy chairs and lots of leg
room in a "stadium seating" style arrangement. There
is also lots of seating so the house can accommodate
a fairly large crowd. And since the don't allow food
and drinks, the place looks brand new and is very clean.
Elegant is a word that comes to mind. This beautiful
theater's charm was enhanced by the wonderful new agey,
keyboard oriented, electronica music that was playing.
I sat in the third row. There was a microphone
in the front center and it was easy to find the middle
of the theater thanks to this. I was still a little
early and as the start time of the movie neared, more
and more people came in and sat around me. A young college
aged couple sat directly behind me and the guy kept
kicking my chair so much that I finally had to turn
around and shoot him a nasty look. "Sorry," he intoned.
If he knew he was doing it why the fuck did I have to
seem like an asshole to make him stop? The more I see
movies with people the more misanthropic I become! His
girlfriend was an idiot and proved it every time she
opened her mouth. I thought about moving and wished
I had when the movie was on because they whispered to
each other incessantly throughout the show.
A cute young man who was had some sort of title
with AFF came out and introduced the producers who also
had the film "The Ice Harvest" in the festival and it
had screened the night before. They said they would
do a Q&A after the film. The left to applause and the
lights dimmed and the AFF trailer "Indians vs. Vikings"
began to play but it was really shaky. The lights came
up and a "canned" announcement about "experiencing technical
difficulties" played evoking a bit of giggling. The
delay lasted only seconds and the filmed intro continued
without problems.
The Q&A after the film was interesting and enlightening
but you could tell by the audience's questions that
they felt as I did, that the film didn't quite work
in conveying everything that the source novel sure must
have to offer. The producers were quite open and honest
about anything they were asked while trying to retain
a positive light, of course. They told us that Gere's
involvement helped to greenlight the film. That the
teenage male actor in the film who play's Gere's son
was, in fact, filmmaker Anthony Minghella's son. That
the girl lived in a foreign country (was it Costa Rica?)
and that they had seen a tape of her and noticed the
resemblance to Juliet Binoche, who had already been
cast and that she was a very good little actress; which,
in fact, she is.
We were asked to exit the theater at the top of
the room. While I was walking, my cellie vibed and it
was John telling me he was close by. I went out to get
back in line for "Brick" and I saw my friend Jan waiting
in line for it as well. Jan has a "Film Pass" rather
than a "badge" and she is usually the first in line
but she was at the back of the line. But, also, she
was facing the wrong was, as was the entire group in
front of/behind her. We chatted for a bit and she told
me that they had had them line up that way. It seemed
weird. We made idle chitchat about how they were "quarantined"
and our usual talk about what movies we had seen or
were going to see before I went in using my ever- impressive
badge to cut in line.
Inside the IMAX, the intermission music had changed
from a new agey sound to more of a smooth jazz sound.
In other words, there were horns involved.
The guys behind me, who seemed to be college aged
were talking and one sounded like what Johnny and I
would call "a real girl." By that I mean, he sounded
obviously gay. Perhaps I am not the only Joey Gordon-Leavitt
fan in the audience, I thought to myself smiling. One
of his friends was discussing "Bee Season" and talking
a lot about the use of religion in the film. He mentioned
that Gere's character, who is a Jewish theologian in
the movie, was actually a Rabbi in book. He felt that
the man to be cast in the role was Hank Azaria and I
thought that was a very clever and interesting idea.
He seemed quite intelligent but he was surrounded by
some idiot females who had the most inane conversation.
I have no idea what it was about because my brain just
automatically blocked it out in an act of desperate
self-preservation. I remembered the chatty college students
sitting behind me before and almost moved but Johnny
came in and sat down and we decided to stay. I had sat
about 2 rows further back from the previous movie because
the screen was so huge and the 35mm projection on the
screen was quite impressive. It took up nearly the whole
screen.
John told me he had parked in the garage because
it was free after 5pm. I made a mental note of that.
It's good to know where any free parking is in Austin.
Phil Scanlan, the AFF Film Programmer for Advanced
Screenings came out and told us there would be a Q&A
with the director after the film and indeed there was.
But the Q&A was marred by Scanlan's rambling verbosity.
I've seen Phil do Q&A's before, in fact he did one after
"Shopgirl"
the other night, but I've never seen him seem so scatterbrained
and stammering so much. It was really annoying. The
guy ahead of me even shouted, "You talk too much," which
was true but also quite disrespectful.
Rian (pronounced Ryan) Johnson mentioned Dashiell
Hammett as an inspiration and freely admitted his affinity
for Lynch when answering questions from the audience.
I liked him much more than I liked his film and he was
quite kind to everyone who asked questions, including
the meandering Scanlan.
After the show, Johnny and I headed to Pluckers
and ate a late dinner. There were lots and lots of cute
college hottie boys there as is usually the case. I
noticed on one of the many TV's on a sport station in
the place that the Astros had lost the first game of
the World Series. I had forgotten about the game and
still feel bad about the Series taking place during
the same week as AFF.
We had a really good time at Pluckers and took
our time eating. One of our favorite waitresses, Kristen,
came out and was talking to us. She's really pretty,
blonde college girl, sweet and always says hello to
us if she is there. We mentioned that they were out
of onion rings when we ordered and John was pretty disappointed
about that and, when we were about to leave, she brought
us a to go order of them. She said that had just finished
making them. I thought that was really sweet of her.
Oh! I forgot to tell you about our waiter... um...
wait person. It's name was Grizzly and I am sure it
was a guy but he was rather rotund and had stuffed his
large frame into a shirt a bit too tight for him. He
looked like an overstuffed sausage. He wore the oddest
glasses, quite feminine looking and silver. He reminded
us of Julia Sweeny's old "SNL" character, so we called
him "Pat" behind his back all night. We such nice guys.
Lodger @ AFF2005
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