Saturday morning, the first film at the Sundance Screening Room was Sympathy for Delicious. I didn’t get to see much of it because I was finally doing box office stuff. But two of the principal cast members, Chris Thornton and Mark Ruffalo (who is also the director), were there early and were happy to talk with people in the lobby. I thought that was cool. Also, they were both quite handsome.
For the day’s second film, Grown Up Movie Star, the director, producer, and lead character from were there. I was still on box office and also took my lunch break. The “winter chicken salad” from the Sundance deli was amazing. Expensive, of course, because it’s a resort. But still. Yum.
My shift ended right before the 6pm film, Abel, a Mexican film was in Spanish with English subtitles for which I was able to finally use my volunteer credentials to exchange for a seat in the audience. I loved it. Though I relied on the subtitles, it was cool to work the dusty part of my brain that holds my Spanish language skills. The film was funny, interesting, and touching. There was a dramatic point in the movie when there was no sound—and the audience was completely silent. For at least a minute, we were on the edge of our seats and all holding our breath at the same time. No coughing, not wrappers, no whispering. I don’t think I’ve ever experienced that absolute silence in a theater before.
That was it for my Saturday. I was tired and not really interested in driving up to Park City for the awards after-party, tempted as I was by free food and alcohol. Lots of driving just didn’t sound appealing, especially because I needed to get up early, so I went home.
It snowed overnight which made driving to my 9am Sunday shift more exciting than I would have liked it to be. I slipped a bit on the crappy roads, but still made it in safely. I was able to sneak in to see most of The Extra Man, a quirky and more light-hearted film than is typical at Sundance. I liked it. Then I snuck into the projection room (with Chris the projectionist’s permission) to take some behind-the-scenes photos.
The second film of the day, a documentary about two brothers-in-law with Al Qaeda associations called The Oath, was also the final festival screening at the Screening Room. I saw portions of it that looked really good, but I just wasn’t in the mood for it. I spent the next couple hours (after my shift was officially over) screwing around with my fancy camera. I really need to spend more time learning about everything it can do. Some of the photos turned out well, though, and that was helped by having some willing models.
These Sundance volunteers are crazy silly, let me tell you. They didn’t get mad about me shoving my camera in their face… and that’s after the several hours they spent this past week dealing with my sarcastic shit. Good people!
See more of my Sundance photos on Flickr.