Yesterday I wrote about movie time travel, today someone drove a DeLorean to Ebertfest. I'm quickly beginning to realize it's that sort of film festival: fun, whimsical, and totally dedicated to the movies. It's so relaxed too. Because it's not a market, or a place where new films premiere, there's none of the pressure I typically associate with film festivals. Nobody's here to tell you how they spent four years of their lives and their parents' savings on their movie about the endangered marmot. People really let their hair down.
But I'm getting ahead of myself. Day 2 began with its hair up, with a panel dedicated to Ebert's Far-Flung Correspondents, a brigade of writers and critics from all over the world. I tend to shrivel away at the prospect of critics talking about -- and invariably complaining about -- themselves, but this was something different, less a panel discussion...
But I'm getting ahead of myself. Day 2 began with its hair up, with a panel dedicated to Ebert's Far-Flung Correspondents, a brigade of writers and critics from all over the world. I tend to shrivel away at the prospect of critics talking about -- and invariably complaining about -- themselves, but this was something different, less a panel discussion...
- 4/29/2011
- by Matt Singer
- ifc.com
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