Festival Diary: Vacation Day 4, aka. Glorious Friday
Friday, September 23, 2005VIFF Movie Count: 9
Non Festival Movie Count: 7
7:56am – I wake up to a gorgeous, sunny, clear day. The view is spectacular outside of my 9th floor hotel room, although that in itself makes it nearly impossible to type outside on my laptop. I finally got sick of holding my hand over my head to block out the sun and came inside.
I had a small headache when I woke up. Perhaps it is still the insanity of the week getting the best of me and I’m hoping that a day of press screenings followed by a rockin’ concert will be just what I need to get into the festival groove. And as much as I want to see some of my old festival buddies again, Neko Case and Dan Bejar are in my head right now, refusing to get out. (Probably doesn’t help that I’m listening to “Mass Romantic” right now!)
And one thing is for sure – being in Vancouver is great to get the Georgia Straight on time (normally it takes about a week to get to Victoria and only then I will find it in an A&B sound) as it is a good entertainment read. This week’s edition lists all of the “Best of Vancouver” winners, and it was with much pleasure to see the great Tinseltown win the “Most comfortable theatre” award along with being the best place to see a first run picture, with the stadium crazy Paramount taking second seat. And the Ridge, as it should, won the best place to see a second run film. I think it’s the best place to see a movie, period (my previous diary entry can attest to that) but I’m glad it won again. It was followed by the Hollywood on West Broadway, which I am hoping to check out this weekend if time permits.
Anyhow…as my headache is leaving along with my New Pornographers disc coming to a close, I shall bid you one or two readers adieu as I prepare to chow down on some free breakfast (which, come to think of it, I actually did pay for) and make my way down to the Vancity. You wonderful VIFF’ers, get ready for one insane movie watcher.
2:34am – This is the sound that my ears are making right now: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
Who really knows where to begin? This is a day for the books. Up and on the go since 8am, I have been through my first bout of screenings and endured one of the best musical performances of my life.
Seriously, how could a concert be any more perfect? The New Pornographers did 27 songs tonight, performing edgy, brilliant, toe-tappin, head-bobbing perfect music, all with complete ease. I’m going to have to finish this in the morning.
Jason
Efilmcritic.com
posted by Jason Whyte @ 1:22 AM
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