Our very first day at the San Diego Asian Film Festival (SDAFF). I’m too lazy to write it out all the time so SDAFF to you too! The weather is perfect, the people are nice and beautiful. It sets a good mood. Let your film making worries melt away.
There are so many films going on its hard to get to all of them. Reviews and interviews are coming soon. I wish I could split myself in half to attend to more movies. SDAFF I would pluck out my eyes for you if I could send them into the theaters to watch more movies. Ok now I just sound like a stalker. Sorry SDAFF…don’t ban me…please? I made you some paper cranes…100 of them to show you that I love you.
It was a little hectic when checking in. Some of the volunteers didn’t know what to do when you first check in as media. Yeah you sorry shlubs….I got in with authority. Well actually I had to work and there’s no fun in that….enough of my sad life. The industry lounge was cool and the staff there knew how to treat the guests and people who were working. In case normal folks don’t know, that’s where people who are in the “industry” or who have to work the event get to relax or coordinate with the festival.
After that we checked into the glamorus Best Western inn. Boy all I got to say is our budget is crappy. That place is a step above a card board box on the street corner. Next time do yourself a favor and get a room at the same hotel that the festival recommends. One that actually has shampoo and other hygiene products. I would recommend the Double Tree. Gee ..just like the festival recommends on their website.
After that we got to screen Glove, Bang Bang and Knots. The reviews are coming soon.
After the fine dining, it was off to the King and Queen’s ball. Yes I meant the party for the event. This was held at the Curly Warehouse in the Gaslamp district. As a warning some of the drunk people roaming the streets of the Gaslamp district are F’in annoying. If I could… I would of did a Clock Work Orange on those fools and made them watch Dr. Phil on repeat…for life…“This ain’t my first rodeo son!”
Unfortunately they split the party between the haves and the have nots. I know…I get it… some of the people in the film industry don’t want to mix with some of the audience members. But to bring up the excitement, I wish they would have had one party where the VIP’s had a roped off area and the rest of the people could hit the dance floor and watch them like animals in a zoo. Instead you had one area that was packed and another area that was mostly empty. Except for the kid in the banana outfit dancing to rave. Ok now I understand why they split it up…but you really didn’t know what you were missing. That banana could dance….like the California raisin commercial from the distant past when banana kid wasn’t born yet.
This split made our night difficult. Some people that came to the screening weren’t in the industry and couldn’t get into the other VIP party next door. What do you do? Do you abandon your friends to hobnob with the film industry? In the end loyalty won. What’s loyalty ever done for me? Except give me gonorrhea….just kidding. But anyway that was our first day.
Here are some photos from the first day: