I love New York. I wish I could live there again, but I know better. Living in that city really took its toll on me. I might live there if I didn’t have to make a living there, but as it stands right now, that’s not happening.
A friend of mine had put the movie “Ghostbusters” in my head, so I was taking pictures of the various places in the film:
Ray: “Symmetrical book stacking. Just like the Philadelphia mass turbulence of 1947.”
Venkman: “You’re right, no… human being… would stack books like this.”
Gozer? Who’s Gozer? And what’s he doing in MY ice box?!”
“Ray, when someone asks you if you’re a god, you say ‘YES’!!!”
I arrived at the festival office to collect my credentials, hoping to see a film or two (because, you know, film festival). It turned out that I wouldn’t be able to see most of the feature films. The films that were playing over the weekend we were there were the so-called “popular” films, with stars like Nicole Kidman:
Oh, wait. What? Was that actually Nicole Kidman? Gee, I don’t know, let’s get a closer look:
Why, I think that was, in fact, her. Better look again, just to make sure.
Okay, these pictures kind of suck. I mean, I think the bluriness is kind of cool, but not when you’re trying to prove someone’s identity. That was Nicole, just take my word for it (yeah, we’re on a first-name basis now because she walked in front of me). Yes, she is beautiful in real life. Also, she smells like roses. No, not like rose perfume, but like a bouquet of roses. It was a little surreal.
Earlier, I had to squeeze by John Turturro on my way out the door (who does not smell like roses). We had not reached the level of fame required to stay in the press room for the photo ops. I said, “screw that” and made our own little photo op:
Courtney Hoskins, director of “Snowbird” and “Gossamer Conglomerate” at the 2007 New York Film Festival for the premiere of her latest film “The Counter Girl Trilogy.”
Carl Fuerman, director of “The Box” and “Oft Not” in attendance at the 2007 New York Film Festival.
And then we were really kicked out.
The press conference was for Noah Baumbach’s new film “Margot at the Wedding,” starring, obviously, Nicole Kidman and John Turturro, but also Jack Black (who wasn’t there, but I’ve already “met” him, so whatever), Flora Cross (of “Bee Season,” which was an excellent movie based on an even excellenter* book), and Jennifer Jason Leigh. There are others, I’m sure, but I didn’t see the film, so I don’t know much about it other than what was posted there. I’m sorry I missed it at the festival, but I’m looking forward to it.
Incidentally, Jennifer Jason Leigh and I must have similar-looking hair. Perhaps we even look a bit alike. When I exited the building, there was a brief moment of excitement resulting in a couple of pictures, but that passed as soon as it was determined that I was no one. And I KNOW they didn’t think that I was Nicole Kidman- the only other famous female at the conference.
In all, quite a first day in the City!
*new, real, legitimate word