Saturday, we parked in Hoboken and took the PATH up to 33rd. We grabbed a slice of mediocre pizza (Presto) and split up. I headed over to the Javits Center.. To be honest, NextFest was kind of a bummer.. There were some interesting things, but it really didn’t grab me… After seeing Gib’s panel discussion, I headed over to meet up with Corinna over at Sara & Dave’s place. They live down near Battery Park, so I took the opportunity to head over to the World Trade Center for the first time since 2001. It was really tough for me; I bounced back and forth between sadness and anger. I can’t believe it’s still a fucking hole in the ground. WTC7 has been completely rebuilt, but the crater looks like it hasn’t changed in ages.. I moped my way over to Sara & Dave’s, which gave me time to bounce back, and we hung out with those guys all night, eating some Indian food from Baluchi’s and catching up. We made it back to Hopatcong around 11am, and I passed out pretty quickly.
Sunday we hung out a bit for hitting the road.. Corinna plowed through another 5 episodes… She skipped out on the film club, but I headed over to Harvard Square to catch The Science of Sleep. It was enjoyable, but not great… I think Gael Garcia Bernal is overrated, and kind of annoys me, to be honest..
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I was at ground zero 9/11/04 .. the giant hole was sad then, it’s gotta be more sad now. Hope they hurry up and finish that stuff.
You mean hurry up and start that stuff..
thanks for coming out grahams, sorry i was so busy, i would of liked to hang a bit more. 45,000 people tromped through the javits, it was fun to ride my bike around… i agree, the lineup was a thinly masked corporate ffest.
It looked like you guys were getting hammered… It was my pleasure to come out and give you some support, and don’t sweat it, I didn’t expect you to have lots of time to hang out..
Science of Sleep: a visually engaging film with a dissatisfying resolution and no denouement.
Charlotte Gainsbourg was great.