Whew! A busy Friday is almost over and done with, save for dinner and another movie at 9:30, the double-header of Lucky Blue and Were the World Mine. Both, judging from the write-ups in the Guide, are more coming-of-age stories, which I am getting tired of quickly. My first two flicks of the fest told this yarn and I was less than impressed with them. Maybe I am just grouchy because the lower-back is starting to ache from all the crap I have been lugging around (fest guide, tape recorder, notebook, wallet, travel mug, text book in case I get a few moments to study (ha ha), my copy of Blindness, the novel, because I intend to finish that damn book by festival end!).
I sat in on a Strategic Partners panel discussion today which proved to be very interesting and encouraging. According to the people talking, story and script rule the day in the world of international, independent moviemaking because the film's potential to sell in markets around the world depends on a story that is universal and relatable to differing cultures the world over. That, dear readers, is a contented sigh you hear coming from yours truly.
