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Friday, February 16, 2007
Distracted driving and losing my virginity
The best thing to see when come off a plane is someone holding your name up. It always makes me feel so relieved.
So after all the drama I made it here in one piece only 14 hours late and only 2 hours to spare before my screening! I sat next to a Missoulian on the plane who was obsessed (randomly) with soccer and was very excited about the imminent arrival of one D Beckham. He was so friendly and told me expect folks out here to very nice and accommodating ("not like new york" although that wasn't my experience), I don't doubt him.
I was reunited with my luggage which was last seen in New York and Jeff was there waiting for me. He then took me along with Doug and Mike, 2 other film-makers to our accommodation and on a whistlestop tour of Missoula. First impressions are that it's very Americana. It sounds so stupid but it looks just what I imagined a small town to look like and it just about as far away from New York as it gets. This is truly a trip of opposites and extremes.
A lot of the men look like Bonnie Prince Billie and beards are very big here and so it seems is hunting and taxidermy! The backdrop landscape of the snow dusted mountains is breathtaking and pretty overpowering - they are just so big.
I quickly checked into my accommodation - psychesque motel style room, brilliant size and completely fine but far from glamour choice! Then I headed over the 2 blocks to the Wilma for my screening.
posted by Jeanie Friday, February 16, 2007 | 0 comments
Monday, February 12, 2007
My name's Jeanie and I'm a USA virgin, but not for much longer!
Teenland is premiering at the Big Sky Documentary festival, Missoula, Montana on Thursday 15 Feb at 3.40pm so I'm making the long trip out to the home town of David Lynch for 5 days, stopping off in New York for a couple of days.
An 11th hour funding confirmation from EMMedia has made the trip even better as being broke I was starting to regret my rash tax rebate spend on flights.
In preperation for my trip, I spent a fraught Friday playing out a new master of Teenland. What should have been a simple job took all day as at first I had the leads connected wrongly and made a silent master, then the edit had a 'bad frame' and kept spontaniously switching itself off 40 minutes into playout. So illogical - led to much "final cut logic' discussion by Sheil and Bushy as to how to second guess the edit suite. VERY frustrating.
The reason for the new master was to subtitle Scott's thick Clifton accent into English for North American ears, after my brother's Canadian fiance and her friend told me that she found Scott very difficult to understand. This is a point that we orginally fought with the BBC ( as they had wanted it subtitled for British viewers) and at the time I was pleased but as I read through the transcript I realised that (British) Barney had misunderstood much of Scott's speech, so it may have been advisable all along. No matter, I now have a subtitled master in beautiful émigré Adderville.
On Sunday I met my dad half way up north for the Betsy handover - she's staying with gran and grandad for a week while I'm away. We met in a gloomy travel lodge car park for the decidedly dodgy looking child exchange - all witnessed by an onlooking car passenger tucking into her tupperwared sandwiches. Betsy, dressed up for the journey in crown and jewellery, ah she is my daughter like a stick of Brighton rock.
In my haste to get back - I hate driving when I have things on my mind - I completely missed my turning and ended up stuck on the A1 and ended up in Grantham. My 45 min journey turned into a 2 hour diversion. Childfree I started packing and then realised that my hasty train booking 6 weeks ago had only left me around 60 minutes to get across London to Heathrow before bag check in closed I hastilly rescheduled a place on the 10.30 train and will have an over cautious 2-3 hours to kill in delightful terminal 3. I hope that this is not an omen of things to come. I should just relax but I much more fear of catching flights than premiering my film.
Anyway, I am on said train and am hoping to find a wireless spot at Heathrow where I will blog diligently.
posted by Jeanie Monday, February 12, 2007 | 1 comments
