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Tuesday, November 4, 2008

AFI FEST...Joanna Cassidy at premiere of "SKIN". 2 Aussie Starlets steal show! Variety "finger food" scrumptious!...



Joanna Cassidy was poised as she ushered in "Skin" Director pal, Anthony Fabian; Mark Ruffolo delighted the paparazzi with his mugging and down-to-earth demeanour; and, a couple of young Aussie actresses literally stole the limelight with their sparkling personalities and individual fashion style on the red carpet.

Another night at AFI FEST.

And yes, there were startling surprises as usual.

When Ms. Cassidy was within shouting distance, I managed to coral her for a bit of chit-chat.

Many years ago - I worked with Ms. Cassidy on "Hollywood Wives" - the big splashy mini-series produced by Aaron Spelling (Jackie Collins sizzler).

At this juncture, the classy lady let down her guard a bit, and pointed out that Nolan Miller (who designed all the fabulous gowns she wore in the potboiler) used to reside in the corner house on her neighborhood street.

With a bit of a downcast look on her face, she expressed her sorrow about what happened to Mr. Miller.

Not one to toot her own horn, I pestered her a bit about upcoming projects.

There is one with the "Polish Boys", she said enthusiastically.

But - a project directed by Jada Pinket-Smith - was the one that got her revved up; at this point, she became quite animated as she went into detail about some of the intriguing plot twists.

Although complex and difficult subject matter, Joanna applauded Jada for taking the helm with such confidence and gusto, from the get-go.

Ms. Cassidy is such modest woman, too.

When a female reporter next to me gushed - "You're such an Icon" - she was inclined to declare it wasn't so!

Also, one of the highlights of on the carpet last night, occurred when two pretty ladies from the feature - Sleeper - strolled up to discuss their on-camera roles.

WOW!

These Aussie actresses (Kym Jackson & Lauren Orrell) were put-together well!

One of the beauties wisely chose a vintage dress which was complimented by a distinctive "do" that suited her sweet porcelain face. The other high-energy actress looked smashing in a bright red gown with an eye-catching flourish of sequins at the bodice.

Their sparkling personalities were a breath of fresh air!


After speaking to director Jan Louter - next in line - I am now inclined to take in his new documentary feature film, "The Last Days of the Shishmaref".

The altruistic doc focuses on three families in an Eskimo village whose culture and overall security are threatened by the ongoing global warming crisis in Alaska.

Jan, an engaging articulate man, expressed his fear that if action wasn't taken to assist the villagers, the effect on their community would be devastating.

Anthony Fabian - who directed "SKIN" - informed me that the script for his project was quite problematic.

"It was four years in the making."

The fimmaker's lens focuses on Sandra - a child born with black skin - in spite of the fact her two dotting parents are white.

As the producers put it:

"Sandra is born with a legacy of unknown black ancestry. Our film focuses on both the genetic phenomenon and a social-political one in the racially-divided South Africa."

Hélène Muddiman - who wrote the score - was on hand to field questions about the music crafted for SKIN.

"I had a bit of a vision about the music beforehand. But, for the most part, I worked with Tony and the images when they were available."

Haunting music, I asked?

"Emotional. Very emotional."

One journalist - who screened SKIN last night - was still blown away thirty minutes later on a myriad of levels.

"I'm stunned."

Mark Ruffolo was a hit with all the journalists who jockeyed for position on the carpet to get up-close and personal.

He laughed, and was in high spirits, as he mossied down the line with his pretty young wife - Sunshine - close by his side.

Unfortunately, there was a bit of a downer at this juncture.

Because a couple of journalists were "hogging" the talented actor a bit at one end of the roped-off area - near the middle of the line - a press person was inclined to "move" him along.

Unfortunately, the young Asian lady did not have very good people skills.

For instance, in mid-sentence during an important on-camera interview, she often hissed, "We gotta go."

On occasion, if that didn't garner the results she was seeking, the impatient gal would tug on his arm. Judging by Ruffolo's reaction - and the awkward expression on his face - the thespian wasn't too thrilled with the inappropriate behaviour of the inexperienced pushy woman.

As Mr. Ruffolo approached me, a press person proceeded to drag the actor away for a quick photo op across the carpet.

He winked at me (!) and promised to return for a question.

Since his wife was left in a lurch at my side, I thought I would engage her in a little conversation, so she would not feel neglected.

The snippy young PR snot turned back my way and barked in a rude voice:

"Wait 'til Mark comes back."

As I have always said, give some people a little authority, and they become drunk with power.

This high-strung emotional woman would be better-suited scrubbing toilets at the Roosevelt Hotel (AFI base of operations) than leading important guests down the red carpet, in my estimation!

Then, I noticed something funny.

One bald-headed reporter - in a dark black suit with a diamond stud in his ear - interviewed Mr. Ruffolo in great earnest.

After Mark departed, the puffed up newsie turned to an associate, to confirm the actor's identity.

"What was his name?"

I tend to get Mr. Ruffolo and Eric Bana mixed up.

If mishaps like this occur on the red carpet, it's understandable.


Happens all the time!

If you take a gander at the couple of the publicity stills I've posted here of Eric and Mark it's easy to fathom why.





Certainly, the slip-up is nothing to get your t*t caught in a wringer over.

The Asian Gestapo person was not amused, however.

In contrast, the rest of the staff on the carpet were very professional.

In fact, when the event wrapped, I witnessed the smartly-dressed staffers get down on their knees and pluck up "name tags" taped to the floor at designated interview perches.

So, I chirped:

"Great job, ladies. Thanks for your assistance, tonight."

Frankly, I was taken aback when the PR Staff actually responded with compliments in my direction, too.

Apparently, not everyone is as polite and thoughtful as I am on the red carpet, when they conduct interviews.

At this juncture, I headed over to the "AFI" Lounge at the Oscar Room to wind down.

Funny that, there was a spirited conversation underway among a handful of journalists, about the way the media was being treated.

Some complained that in spite of the fact journalists and paparazzi brought thousands of dollars of free publicity to the Festival's table, the press were often treated like sh**.

For sure, the upper-tier staff at the PR office at AFI - on occasion - get a bit huffy and full of themselves.

One oddball guy in the PR Department actually refers to himself as - Mr. Hollywood - or something juvenile like that.

Give us a break!

Which reminds me, I thought one reporter was a bit rude last night, too.

He actually interviewed the talent while ubiquitous shades hid his eyes.

Maybe it's due to my background as a journalist, but I think it's best to reveal yourself when conducting a one-on-one interview.

I got the distinct impression - that this inexperienced reporter thought he was the star - not his subjects.

Merv Griffin once noted for the record that he always made sure he did not upstage his guests on his highly-rated popular day-time talk show.

"I want them in the spotlight. Not me," he assured the audience.

I find a warm down-to-earth approach works better on the carpet, too.

I still go with the old-style approach with notebook and pen in hand.

Oftentimes, when a celeb gets a camera tossed in their face, they're inclined to freeze up.

Nuff shop talk!

I slipped into the Variety party on my last round through the Fest circuit which was underway at the Penthouse Suite at the Roosevelt Hotel.

I tell 'ya, Daily Variety tosses a great soiree.

Their scrumptious finger food was the best yet I've encountered at a Festival - where a number of guests have been harping about the lack of hospitality - in some suites.

I guess the financial crunch has hit the movie business, too.

Monday, November 3, 2008

Christina DeRosa...struts the red carpet in sexy style! AFI Fest overflowing with charismatic characters...


I felt like I was witnessing an old-style aspect of Hollywood being resurrected last night on the red carpet at the ArcLight Cinerama Dome.

A press agent for Christina DeRosa gave advance warning to the media that she'd be strutting down the red carpet - in spite of the fact - the statuesque beauty was not performing in any the new releases slated for screening last night.

"I'm just here to say hello," she beamed in an outfit that definitely accented her - um - assets.

I've been seeing a lot of that lately.

Now-a-days, there is a definite push by talent and their reps to maneuver their fresh faces into the glare of the spotlight.

Ms. DeRosa is pleasant, sexy, and outgoing.

And, she has a heap-load to crow about.

DeRosa is a series regular on Cinemax's popular "Sex Chronicles".

"Chronicles" was written by New York Times best-selling author Zane. And, producer by Zane's partner, Suzanne de Passe.

The earthy cable show is being billed as a new urban late-night series.

Rapt audiences are currently following heroines Patience James and her pretty girlfriends - Eboni (Christina DeRosa) Maricruz, Lyric, and Ana Marie - as they seize their destiny in the big city, look for love - and ultimately - empower themselves.

"Both in and out of the bedroom," DeRosa notes on her wallet-sized calling card with charismatic photo on its face.

Christina DeRosa's coiffeur was by Galina Shvartsman.

Finishing touches included jewelry designed by Natalie K, a collectible handbag by Debbie Brooks, and shoes beautifully crafted (with teetering high heels, ladies) by Shoes for the Stars - who else?

For those of you who are inclined to get out of the easy chair at home now and then, Ms. DeRosa will be appearing in four upcoming feature film releases which you may wish to catch at the local movie house - Extreme Movie, The Grind, the Group, and - my favorite - "Run! Bitch Run!"

Although she's content with her role on the "Chronicles", the talented young lass is optimistic that meatier roles will come her way.

"No, I don't want to direct," she quips.

Ah, that's a first.

"Produce, maybe."

Smart lady. The popular young siren knows where the "power" is.

When I asked her about her fan base, she was ecstatic to report on it.

"I get lots of mail. People contact the show. It's great."

Throughout the hectic carpet activity, Ms. DeRosa was quite poised, too.

In fact, she held her own. The perky star didn't need any assistant to prop her up - or drag her by the pretty hand - like some.

Good luck, Christina.

Sure you'll succeed beyond your wildest dreams.

Robert Mueller...FBI's top dog being impersonated by Nigerian scam artists!


This morning, I received an e-mail communication from an individual who claimed to be FBI Bureau Chief - Robert Mueller - in Washington, D.C.

Obviously, this is another convoluted scheme concocted by Nigerian scam artists to bilk American citizens out of money.

The e-mail - which cites the Hoover Bldg. in Washington as a contact address - states the following verbatim:

"We believe this notification meets you in a very good present state of mind and health. We the Federal bureau of investigation (FBI) Washington, DC in conjunction with some other relevant Investigation Agencies here in the United states of America have recently been informed through our Global intelligence monitoring network that you presently have a transaction going on with the Central Bank of Nigeria (CBN) as regards to your over-due contract payment which was fully endorsed in your favor accordingly."

"We will find a way to fix a schedule for you to come to our head-quarter in Washington DC to enable us advise you on what to do, but meanwhile you are further advised to be contacting us via email for now because we are having various investigations that we are working on now."

"Keep everything regarding to your transaction confidential for security reasons and note that we have not informed the local FBI department in your state regarding this matter because we want to keep everything secret until your fund is been transferred to you accordingly."

"We the FBI have purposely create an email in order for us to contact you personally and our phone codes departments are not aware of this new improvement,so don't call our service line regarding this email, soon we will provide you with a line you can call for more information about this contract winning funds."

"For the main time we the Federal Bureau of Investigation Washington DC will be helping you to monitor all the transaction with the Central Bank of Nigeria. we want you to have in mind that we are trying to protect you because your inheritance fund that is about to be transferred to you (!!!) is a large amount of money, and we will advise you not to inform any one about this transaction until the corresponding bank have successfully transferred your inheritance fund."

"It might interest you to know that we have taken out time in screening through this project as stipulated on our protocol of operation and have finally confirmed that your contract payment is 100% genuine and hitch free from all facet and of which you have the lawful right to claim your fund without any further delay."

"Having said all this, we will further advise that you go ahead in dealing with the Central Bank office accordingly as we will be monitoring all their services with you as well as your correspondence at all level."

"In addendum, also be informed that we recently had a meeting with the Executive Governor of the Central Bank of Nigeria, in the person of Prof. Chukwuma Soludo and Mr. Kingsley Agwor along with some of the top officials of the Ministry regarding your case and they made us to understand that your file has been held in abase depending on when you personally come for the claim. They also told us that the only problem they are facing right now is that some unscrupulous element are using this project as an avenue to scam innocent people off their hard earned money by impersonating the Executive Governor and the Central Bank office.
We were also made to understand that a lady with name Mrs. Joan C. Bailey from OHIO has already contacted them and also presented to them all the necessary documentations evidencing your claim purported to have been signed personally by you prior to the release of your contract fund valued at about US$8,000,000.00 (Eight million united states dollars), but the Central Bank office did the wise thing by insisting on hearing from you personally before the go ahead on wiring your fund to the Bank information which was forwarded to them by the above named Lady so that was the main reason why they contacted us so as to assist them in making the investigations."

"They further informed us that we should warn our dear citizens who must have been informed of the contract payment which was awarded to them from the Central Bank of Nigeria, to be very careful prior to this irregularities so that they don't fall victim to this ugly circumstance. And should in case you are already dealing with anybody or office claiming to be from the Central Bank of Nigeria, you are further advised to STOP further contact with them in your best interest and then contact immediately the real office of the Central Bank of Nigeria (CBN) only with the below informations accordingly".

NAME: PROF. CHUKWUMA SOLUDO
MR. KINGSLEY AGWOR
OFFICE ADDRESS: Central Bank of Nigeria, Central Business
District,Cadastral Zone, Abuja,
Federal Capital Territory,
Nigeria.
TEL: +234-705-755-8595
Email:centralbankpaymentblock@gmail.com


What a bunch of retards!

Do these scam artists really expect anyone to believe that this message was actually from Robert Mueller, FBI head in Washington?

Where's that spam button when 'ya need it!

AFI Fest...glittering parties & hobnobbing amid the old world charm of the Roosevelt Hotel


As I climbed the small winding staircase, and stepped out onto the landing, the view took my breath away.

In the distance, the Hollywood Hills carved a jagged dark line across the horizon, and a quarter moon hung just to the right of Venus, the only brilliant star winking out at the guests below on the roof of the 3-story penthouse at the Roosevelt Hotel.

The spectacular suite - once a love nest for film greats Carole Lombard and Clark Gable - was the setting for a glittering after-party for the West Coast Premiere of the new feature film release "OF ALL THE THINGS".

Director Jody Lambert - who attended a red carpet event at the ArcLight earlier - strolled in with well-wishers in tow.



There was a lot of glad-handing and the liquor flowed.

I sipped on perfectly-chilled champagne provided by an impeccably-dressed rep from Barefoot Wine, Eric Dorton


Of course, a number of well-heeled guests charged the bar for the exotic cocktails, too, that were being conjured up from one Fest sponsor's product, the ever-popular party favor, Absolut.

"OF ALL THE THINGS" focuses on the career of Dennis Lambert who started out as a child performer in the Catskills and ended up with a recording contract at Capitol Records at a startlingly young age.

The man with a remarkable musical ear proceeded to make inroads in the industry when he wrote & produced hits for Freddie & the Dreamers (Do the Freddie); the Nashville Teens (Find my Way back Home); The McCoys (Up & Down); and the Roulettes (I Can't Stop).

Lambert went on to work with Dusty Springfield, Jerry Lee Lewis, and Glen Campbell (Rhinestone Cowboy).

The giant left the business for a number of years, but was finally persuaded by a Filipino promoter to go on tour and saunter back into the spotlight.

"Of All the Things" chronicles that successful transition back into the limelight.

And, as Lambert's son chuckled, offers filmgoers a chance to watch "Dad" get his musical mojo back.

In the past, the AFI has spun out its celluloid offerings from a spiffy rooftop lounge at the ArcLight Cinerama Dome, with all the modern conveniences.

This year, the Fest chose to center its base of operations amid the old-world charm of the Roosevelt Hotel in Hollywood proper.


This year, AFI Fest Members and the media are being treated to a round of scintillating press junkets and dazzling soirees at the AUDI SUITE - for instance - where film buffs may savor a bird's eye view of the famous pool (adorned with a swirl of soothing patterns by noted English painter David Hockney).

The Cinema Lounge in the Oscar Room, meanwhile, wows with its panoramic view of Hollywood Boulevard, Walk of Fame, and ornately decorated Mann's Chinese Theatre across the street.

The Roosevelt has always maintained a unique relationship with the tony set in Tinsel Town.


The comfy Roosevelt was founded in 1927 by a handful of power brokers which included America's Sweetheart - Mary Pickford - Douglas Fairbanks, Sid Grauman, and Louis B. Mayer.

Initially, the Hotel housed filmmakers and their crews when they came out from the east coast to toil on location in the Los Angeles area.

The "Blossom Room" hosted the first Academy Awards Ceremony on May 19th, 1929.

Can you believe it?

Douglas Fairbanks and Al Jolson gave away 13 Statutes in a staggering five minutes.

A far cry from today's bloated three-hour televised presentations!

And, sexy siren - Marilyn Monroe - posed here at the swimming pool for her first modeling gig for a suntan lotion.

Down-on-his-luck - David Niven - actually set up a cot in the servant's quarters when he first came to Hollywood to break into the biz.

There have been some celebrated entrances onto the world stage here, too.

Mary Martin, for example, began her singing career at the Hotel's nightclub (Cinegrill).

Her salary was allegedly $35.00 a week.

If you're in the elevator or hall, you may hear guests whisper in hushed tones that there are apparently two ghosts haunting the Hotel.

Fifties screen idol Montgomery Clift allegedly haunts the ninth floor (suite #928) where he used to stroll the halls memorizing his lines for the Academy award-winning film - "From Here to Eternity".

Eyewitnesses swear they've heard loud noises coming from the empty suite - and going bump in the night - and that phones are often left mysteriously off the hook.

The other apparition is said to be the ghostly image of Marilyn which appears in a full-length mirror which used to hang in her poolside suite (now situated next to the elevator).

Unfortunately, The Roosevelt Hotel went into a decline in the 1950's.

Sadly, during that time-frame, one owner demolished exquisite archways, covered up elaborately painted ceilings, and bathed the entire hotel in a sickly shade of "green."

There was a call to tear down the "eyesore", but an "Angel" rescued the historic Hotel in the nick of time.

Radisson bought the historic hotel and restored it to its former glory with the aid of original blueprints and old period photographs at a cost of $35 million.

The swanky new old-world Roosevelt Hotel is also now protected by virtue of its status on the National Historic Register.



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Sunday, November 2, 2008

AFI FEST...Che! Joaquin Phoenix appears on star-studded red carpet. A show of force for Latino Community...



AFI FEST staff rolled out the red carpets, cordoned off the perimeters of the front entrance to Mann's Chinese Theatre, as black-suited security guards scouted the area for potential gate-crashers.

Shortly thereafter - sleek limos purred to the curb with their precious charges inside - a handful of celebrated actors ready to run the gauntlet past a frenzied gaggle of high-profile journalists and paparazzi on Safari and out for a kill.

Just about an hour earlier, the heavens opened up unexpectedly and a torrent of rain descended upon the city, heightened by streaks of lightning amid wild cracks of thunder.

I wondered, an auspicious sign from the Gods?

About an hour later, though, the skies cleared and I headed on up to the much-anticipated premiere of Che at Mann's Chinese Theatre.

When I heard the first shouts of the paparazzi at curbside one thing was evident.

It was showtime!

Up at my end of the carpet near the entrance to the Theatre, a reporter from People magazine scrutinized a sheet of "mug shots" I provided her so she could keep track of the Che stars as they paraded by.

Meanwhile, reporters from In Touch, US Weekly, and MTV jockeyed for their positions alongside me; after all, although all the press folks were given designated perches, face-space onto the carpet to facilitate interviews was still quite tight.

There was a strong turn-out by the Latino community , too.

Che - for those who were not aware of it - was filmed entirely in Spanish with English subtitles.

Understandably, the Latino press was there to show support and bask in the glory.

The creative end didn't disappoint either.

All the lead actors who starred in the two-part four hour (plus!) bio - not only showed up to tout the much-ballyhooed feature - but strike up idle chit-chat with the media.

For the most part, it was quite the fashion show, too.

The ladies tended to saunter by in smart simple cocktail dresses with tasteful elegant jewellery - while their counterparts, the peacocks of the species - showed off a definite flair for designer suits and well-coordinated ensembles that sparked a touch of romanticism.

At one juncture - Steven Soderbergh, Benicio del Toro, Lou Diamond Phillips, and Joaquin De Almeida - posed for a "cast" photograph mid-runway.

Joaquim De Almedia - who often plays the bad guy in commercial popcorn movies out-of-Hollywood - was cast in Che as a politician in the ambitious offering from Steven Soderbergh.

When I asked him how he liked playing those roles, he shrugged and smiled.

"That's the way they see me."

When I asked if there was a dream role he'd like to sink his teeth into, he noted that in Europe he has acted in over forty films playing a wide variety of characters.

"In one recent film, I'm quite a nice guy."

He's a charming fellow, unaffected by the trappings of Hollywood.

Fortunately, I screened Che last week - so I was able to ask a few intelligent questions of one of the original writers for Che biopic.

When I pointed out that I found the film a bit long, the articulate fellow was inclined to admit that the script originally started off quite modestly.

"It grew over time."

Gosh, I wonder why?

The tall elegant screenwriter's next project will be about a character by the name of David Livingstone who the Hollywood player appears to be fascinated with.

Although I was in an interview with a guest when Lou Diamond Phillips alighted next to me to chat with a reporter, I managed to overhear a funny story about celebrity he recalled for her.

Apparently, a woman once mistook the charismatic actor for the boxer, Oscar De La Hoya.

When the befuddled woman asked Phillips about his "moves" in the ring, he did not want to disappoint, so he played along.

Impromptu, he spun a yarn on the spot, which focused on his alleged strategies, and the "art" of boxing.




Jacqueline Bisset was so low-key on the carpet - that she nearly escaped my radar - as she strolled by with an unidentified man on her arm

Gorgeous, as ever!




But, a star that caught everyone's eye - and caused a buzz to ripple through the crowd - was Joaquin Phoenix.

Suddenly, and without warning, he waltzed out of the dark recesses of the theatre - sort-of going upstream against the flow of celebrities heading the other way - and proceeded to take a drag on a cigarette.


At first, the Gladiator star wasn't recognizable!

If anything, he was "wild and woolly" in appearance.

The image he gave off - in the ubiquitous over-sized gold-tinted shades - was that of a reclusive rock star.

Then, oh my gosh, I spied the actor take a surreptitious swig from a flask, he casually spirited up from the inside of his jacket pocket.

HO2 or something with a little more kick to it?

Maybe those revelations about quitting the business are true.

Is the life of a superstar actor a strain for the psyche, do 'ya think?

News at 11!


Joaquin Phoenix & Gwyneth Paltrow star in "Two Lovers" at AFI Fest

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Barack Obama...Schwarzenegger takes swipe at Presidential Candidate! Big Bruiser has some nerve...


As Barack Obama heads into the home stretch of the Presidential race, you have to wonder if he has the strength to make it across the finish line.

After all, Arnold Schwarzenegger is quoted as having said about Barack:

"He needs to do something with those skinny legs."

Arnold, I'm sure he'd rather have slender gams than be thick in the head like you!


AFI FEST...Publicity Director John Wildman lashes out! The man is off his rocker...



Yesterday, I penned a post noting a couple of screw-ups that occurred this past week at the AFI Film Fest, due to the incompetence and inexperience of John Wildman and his staff in the publicity department.

In particular, I pointed out that information Mr. Wildman provided to me was incorrect, which resulted in a bit of an uproar in the film community.

For example, Wildman informed me personally that Meryl Streep would not be appearing on the red carpet at the Premiere of "DOUBT" slated for screening on October 30th.

Ms. Streep did stroll down the red carpet the next night, in fact.

Subsequently - I was forced to edit a post to explain the snafu to my readers and film buffs - especially in view of the fact that one AFI supporter (unfamiliar with the facts) blamed me for reporting erroneous information.

In addition, I pointed out in the post that Mr. Wildman's staff provided contact information for Ms. Streep and Joaquin Phoenix which was also incorrect.

In a response communication, Mr. Wildman tried to wiggle out of blame.

For example, he noted for the record that AFI updates information and sometimes get it wrong. (okay!)

Instead of resting his case there, he proceeded to snidely remark:

"But, seriously Joaquin Phoenix? Meryl Streep?"

John, I have copies of the e-mails that confirm my allegations to be true.

Some of the issues he addressed related to my comments about his shoddy set-up at the Roosevelt Hotel.

For example, I noted in my post that when I stopped into the publicity director's office at the Roosevelt on Wednesday to pick up my media badge, it was obvious from the poorly-set-up press headquarters that Wildman and his staff were not only inexperienced but incompetent as well.

His reply?

"I'm a publicity director. Not an interior decorator."

I don't expect you to be, John.

An intelligent "boss" in charge of a department such as yours - with an ounce of experience and know-how - would have simply farmed the task out if they weren't capable of putting together a professional presentation themselves.

It's the details, man!

If Mr. Wildman was a mature individual - with a smaller ego and a bigger IQ - he would have fessed up to his shortcomings without any qualms.

After all, it's not very intelligent or productive to ignore the obvious.

Has the man such little self-awareness?

In the communication he zipped off, without much thought or reflection, he even tried to toss the blame on me.

For example, in a condescending manner, he inferred that I didn't know any better.

After all, her asserted, I was "new".

Ha!

As I noted in a response e mail today, I am certainly not new!

If anything, I am getting long in the tooth.

In fact, I have been involved hands-on in show biz and the film industry - in a myriad of capacities - for over thirty years!

I was in front of the camera when Mr. Wildman was still pooping his drawers!

And, his mother was wiping his snotty little nose.

Oh, but Mr. Wildman had so much more to toss into the fray.

He chirped that I didn't know anything about festivals or how they worked!

Because he has handled a couple, he's suddenly the expert, eh?

Well, I had a big guffaw over that one!

I have been attending and reporting on festivals for years!

I not only know how they work, but why they don't, when they don't.

When a Director at a Film Festival is "pig-headed" - doesn't know who key players are in the industry, and allows an overblown sense of self-importance get the better of him - then it's time to call it a day.

Mr. Wildman concluded his little diatribe by lamenting that I must have had a bad day.

On the contrary, my week was smashing!

In closing, he tried to put a muzzle on me and restrict my right to free speech.

He issued a directive that I focus on the filmmakers.

"They are the story. Not me."

Duh!

As I noted in a follow-up, I don't just report on the films and their makers.

On the contrary!

I also pen commentary on the scuttlebutt - on the red carpet, off of it - and behind-the-scenes.

Don't expect me to wax poetic in a phony puff piece to bolster a star's ego, though.

I may be inclined to throw a spotlight on the AFI FEST, however, and what I perceive as a "clubby" elitist organization run by a handful of snobby individuals who are under the mistaken impression that their sh** doesn't stink.

To cast a blind eye all to that would be a ludicrous notion.

Quentin Tarantino once said:

"I don't believe in elitism. I don't think the audience is this dumb person that is lower than me. I am the audience."


 
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