Tales From The Crypt #2

There were a couple of glitches tonight, including a movie that was shown on DVD rather than Digibeta as it should have been - which rankled the director, who was in attendance and enormously vocal in her displeasure - and another movie, The Trouble With Dee Dee, that got started with its sound out of whack and had to be restarted two or three times before we realized that a sound cable had been connected incorrectly (and might actually have been constructed incorrectly, but whatever).

Once it was started correctly, though, we listened to the beginning part of the audio from the monitor speaker in the booth, and I laughed so hard I almost fell over. A female character in the movie (I couldn’t see the picture very well because of all the damn equipment we have set up at the three projectors we’re using for the festival) had been pulled over in her car for something, and while she was waiting for the cop to come up to her car, she was spouting just this string of venom-laced profanities that would have made any sailor proud. Call me low-brow if you must, but that kind of thing amuses me, and that opening scene was, well...fucking hilarious.

And then there was the filmmaker who came up to the booth because he wanted to talk to us about the fact that there was a scene at the end of his movie, A Coat Of Snow, that came after the credits. He wanted us to leave the house lights down until the credits were over and the last scene had played. I told him we would be happy to accommodate his request. He had a cup of coffee in his hand and a beard that would have made ZZ Top proud - and he was very nice about coming up and speaking with us. Turns out it was a guy called Gordy Hoffman, brother of Philip Seymour Hoffman. Gordy Hoffman is also the guy who wrote the screenplay for Love Liza, a movie that starred his brother and which I saw most of and quite enjoyed, once upon a time, when we trade screened it at Eastgate. I didn’t realize who he was at first, or else I might have talked to him a bit longer, but what are you going to do?

One last picture to plug, sort of - because they have amusing promotional material on the tables outside the auditoriums. This one is called Comic Evangelists and they have stickers you can pick up that say “I am a Multi-Purpose Tool...of the Lord.” And there’s a picture of a Swiss Army-looking knife. There is also something on the table, which looks like a religious tract, but which purports to be in support of a group called Foster Understanding of Christ’s Kingdom. And the four words in that group name are arranged acrostically on the “tract,” and the effect is quite amusing. Or maybe I’m just low-brow. Who knows? Who fucking cares?

There wasn’t nearly as much film going out as there was last night - I tore down one movie (onto cores) and built up (but did not load) two shorts. Most of Sunday’s films are on DVD and Beta tape, and most of the 35MM stuff from today hangs out and plays later in the week. I took that can of Soup At Hand again today - and again did not consume it. In addition, I did not consume a couple of granola bars and an Odwalla bar - though there were more opportunities for Red Apples tonight.

Current song playing on iTunes:
“Streamline” by Carrie Newcomer