Deep breath
So the good news is that I'm alive. I'm alive, I'm well-rested, I'm ready to tackle the final three days and I'm in a rather good mood about it all. Fuck, I'm even gonna clean my room. So that's cool.
There's no denying that the middle of the week was absolute balljive for the most part. I guess the fest dumps their lower-end stuff there, as evidenced by the not-sold-out screenings and generally poor filmmaking. In fact, I don't think I "loved" any of the movies I saw yesterday; at best I could say "yeah, that was all right." I'm expecting big things from The Fountain today, and still trying to wrangle a Summer '04 ticket for Saturday.
Sean Penn: you're an asshole. But we knew that when you did the Jude Law props at the Oscars two years ago. As to whether my opinion applies to all smokers... well, that's a discussion for another time.
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