SFIFF50 DAY SEVEN — Wednesday

home_paste_up.jpgPaste up, Pix, Spike Lee

I caught up with my leftover paste-up at home this morning. My work desk in the back room is a mess, the dining room table in front is big, but the kitchen table has the best light, so I set up there. And the red stool is just the right height — not standing, not sitting, like I’m back working at the drafting table in one of the animal show barns Ohio State used for architecture students back in the day — for that kind of work.

An Evening with Spike Lee
The Program Guide says:

Join us for a special evening honoring the unconventional filmmaking genius of Spike Lee, recipient of this year’s Film Society Directing Award. Retrospective film clips from Lee’s singular career will be followed by an onstage interview conducted by Boston Globe film critic Wesley Morris and a screening of Acts II and III of Lee’s four-act Hurricane Katrina documentary When the Levees Broke.

The Directing Award was first won by Akira Kurosawa in 1986, and then presented to such icons as Clint Eastwood, Warren Beatty, Robert Altman, Milos Forman, in this century, Werner Herzog winning it last year. Pretty good company. Continue reading “SFIFF50 DAY SEVEN — Wednesday”

SFIFF50 DAY SIX — Tuesday

Cap, Paste up, Warriors

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First thing in the morning I went to City Hall. There’s an outside chance they might have my Woody Cap.

At the Opening Night party I left my cap on a pile of Morgan’s and Julieta’s stuff behind the press table. Then I did my duty and then I partied. After, when I got to my scooter, parked across the street from City Hall, I had this feeling of being capless. Drat! I went back through security into City Hall and looked where I had left my cap. The table was there and the floor was bare. In the following days, I checked with Richard, Morgan and Julieta. No dice. Continue reading “SFIFF50 DAY SIX — Tuesday”

SFIFF50 DAY FIVE — Monday

Free time and Fay Grim

Monday is a day of free time for me, and I used it primarily for catching up with my writing. Ah, but in the evening it’s showtime: Carol and Sarah to Broken English starring Parker Posey, and I followed to Fay Grim, starring the same.

Fay Grim, USA/Germany 2006
Directed by Hal Hartley
Distributed by Magnolia Pictures

[best if read aloud in a monotone, to capture the spirit of the film]

Fay Grim

Deadpan humor

Dry wit

Intrigue in Foreign lands

The lovely Parker Posey

In introducing the film, the director said, “It’s a sequel to Henry Fool, but it’s not necessary to have seen Henry Fool. You”ll be confused in any case. That’s about it.”

He was right.

Fun.

I rode home on Pacific Avenue at nearly midnight. The street was deserted. I was able to leisurely coast from Octavia all the way to Polk, catching green lights at Gough, Franklin and Van Ness. I”ve always wanted to do that.

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Fun.

SFIFF50 DAY THREE – Saturday

The Press Room and Jindabyne

My day started at 3:30 at the Kubuki Press Room. The Press Room is in House 8, small for a theater, large for a room. From the entrance, the floor steps down to the screen and one can imagine a carpeted space with seats on the stepped rows, but there is no carpet and there are no seats just now. The floor is painted concrete.

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A row of tables front the screen with five computer stations for Hilary, the three publicists and one intern. Shannon, the VIP Coordinator often uses the intern computer. Those folks face the screen, backs to the “audience.” Another row of tables, along the first riser is arrayed with press lists, instructions as to how to become accredited press, the necessary forms to do so, as well as interview request forms and magazines featuring Festival articles. At one end is a station for check-out of DVD Press Screeners, at the other end a table with various binders and room for me to do paste-ups when I”m there. Richard, the Publicity Coordinator holds forth in the center of this array.

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The interns are the first line of defense, so to speak. We are to greet the press and access their needs before they interrupt Hilary or the publicists. Normally, their needs are for screeners or pick up their press badges. However, Hilary and the publicists, know most of the press, or at least the important ones, and being gregarious by nature and job description, often usurp our defense to smile and effusively great the people from whom we are protecting them. Continue reading “SFIFF50 DAY THREE – Saturday”

SFIFF50 DAY TWO — Friday

The Rush Line and Murch

During our personal film selecting process, I didn”t know what I”d be doing for Publicity work, and I didn”t know my schedule. Carol, along with Sarah and sometimes Paula and John, went ahead and selected films they wanted to see and bought their tickets. They chose Opening and Closing Nights as well as Fog City Mavericks and the Centerpiece, Delirious, and a few others. (That’s, from left, Sarah, Paula and Carol)

About a week before Opening Night my schedule was solidified. Turns out I will be working the big events: Opening and Closing, Fog City, and the Film Society Awards Night. Otherwise, I”m working Tuesday evenings, Thursday mornings and Saturday evenings. Considering my schedule and the films Carol had chosen, I made my picks. The result; we are ticketed for only one event together, An Evening with Spike Lee. So there you go. Many of the films Carol selected were “at rush” by the time I bought my tickets. Continue reading “SFIFF50 DAY TWO — Friday”

My Film Festival

SFIFF50
An Introduction and Day One.

SFIFF50 Staff

Last July I volunteered to become an intern in the Publicity Department of the San Francisco Film Society (SFFS), knowing that my service would reach fulfillment in the 50th San Francisco International Film Festival (SFIFF50). Having worked the 49th as a Festival Volunteer, I wanted to experience the 50th from the inside.

Starting out, there was Hilary, the Director of Publicity, and me. My main tasks were to research the circulation of those media covering the Festival, paste up press clippings, and post Film Society events at various sites on the Internet. Now, there is a Publicity Coordinator, a staff of three professional publicists, and five other interns, mainly college students or recent graduates in film studies.

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Hilary, the boss, is right of me in the photo

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Our major activity culminated with a Press Conference on April 3rd, when all of the Festival films were announced to the public. Concurrently, my job of pasting up clippings from the print media and gleaning stories from the internet grew from an inch high pile per month, to an inch pile per week, and now an inch pile per day, with the weekend and days leading to the opening last night, even fatter. Continue reading “My Film Festival”

Unk T seen w/Public Enemy

pe_1.jpgUNK T was IN DA HOUSE last nite (Sunday 3-25) @ a local club to see Public Enemy. Rolling Stone included PE on their list of The Immortals: 100 Greatest Artists of All Time. A seminal hip hop group for over 20 years, “their politically charged lyrics” take an “activist interest” in the concerns and needs of the African American community. They are known for “their aggressive artistic expression and behavior”, whose rhymes deplore violence, chauvinism, crime and reverse racist hate”. Even though D preaches about DA MAN enslaving the blacks, nobody apparently blamed me personally.

Public Enemy’s most “mainstream” exposure has been from writing for Spike Lee films such as “Do the Right Thing”, “He Got Game”, and “Malcolm X”. Chuck D, FlavorFlav (yep,the one an only), Professor Griff, and Terminator X took over the small venue’s stage about 11:30PM, after a series of SEVEN other acts has literally worn me down with their crotch-grabbing, baggy sweat clothes, heavy bling, mumbling into the microphone. (A highlight was the group AGO: all girl orchestra. who turned out to be hot female rappers. As Borat would say: “Aza nice!”). I really love hip hop, but in live shows, over-produced acts really stick out in their poor stagecraft, choreography, and screaming incomprehensible rhymes.
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Letter From Languedoc

chirac_sarko.jpgThis morning Chirac finally (and tepidly) endorsed Sarkozy as his choice for prez. Much was made of the wait and basically it was about as climactic as Clinton endorsing Gore in 2000 (or Bush Jr. endorsing whatever fascist gets the nomination next year). There was a big thing on the noon interview show that the lab lunch crowd watches (of which I join about 3 days a week) about the impending (5 weeks!) first-round of the election. The main reason is that last time (’02) Le Pen came out of nowhere to make the top two (who advance to the second and final round).

This time the left learned their lesson and anointed Ségolène Royal and are more or less standing behind her (last time, the left was much more split than usual, which contributed to Le Pen sneaking into the 2nd round with 17%). The right is more or less united behind Sarko.

[also for reference: No Sex, Please, We’re French, an NYT op-ed by Stephen Clark printed 23 March]
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Happy Valentine’s Day

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Sarah had been wanting us to try this little restaurant, Cajun Pacific, out in the outer Sunset, it’s right around the corner from her house. They”re only open on weekends and special days, so when we heard about their Valentine’s Day dinner, we signed up.

We entered a bustling square room and were immediately greeted by the hostess, “Marcus?” she said, and seated us at a corner table by the bar. The kitchen is at the back of the room and a bar divides the open kitchen from the dining room. There are stools at the bar, but only two are accessible. The dining room is crowded with seven occupied tables, about 20 people. Continue reading “Happy Valentine’s Day”