SO frickin tired. I played in a private game last night with the two Korean twins...really two of the nicer people you'll meet at the casino, but boy do they not know how to leave. At one point I they're winning about 60 thousand from me... and they kept playing. Lose lose lose, and then they're "only" up 12 thousand. Then a ridiculous winning streak happens, and they're up 28 thousand again. It's enough to make you wanna scream, "Really, Isn't $60,000 ENOUGH? What point are you trying to make?" But I say no such thing, and they stay, and for all I know, when I go back to work today, they'll still be there.
Saw Kitano's new movie "Zatoichi" at the closing night of the VC fest. It had without a doubt the most moving tap dance sequence I ever done saw. It was a lot like the Ewoks "Yub yub" party at the end of Return of the Jedi, but it had me more choked up.
....Attended the fest events very sporadically, as a break from work and logging footage. It was very inspiring and of course fun to be treated like you're really doing something worthwhile. If only they had more of such things for theater people. Of course the fest environment is weird as a participating artist because it can seem like a convention of the very self-obsessed. I honestly think some people don't even remember why they're shmoozing and self-promoting all the time, it's just become a sort of habit from living in LA. It would be nicer if you could just go up to people and say "here's what I want from you," so that they could say yes or no and get it out of the way. But enough player hating, let's get back to blogging about me. Let's see, today I
The two screenings went well. I goofed up the sound a little, but the picture looks pretty good. Two of the other shorts in the program were pretty scary, at least to a wimp like me. I caught the end of a very good, very guerilla Japanese movie called "815" which was impressive in its total fatalistic-ness....its basic thesis was that the Japanese people have lost all sense of pride and hope since losing in WWII. (The making of nice video cameras notwithstanding.)