Park City, Utah. It's winter, finally. But the snow that sits has been here for a few weeks, nothing fresh on the floor. The air is warm, and the films are hot.
Honestly, I can't believe I'm here again. Its overwhelming, all the emotions. I just can't wait to see films.
First film down, “The Missing Person,” a modern film noir. A great main character carried the movie. The story left me with something but I’m not sure what just yet. I especially loved the emotion of a scene toward the end of the film that lacked dialogue, merely showing the main character struggling through his own twisted thoughts while listening to a dirty jazz sax solo. It was moving.
There are already great conversations on the bus and in line. I met a funder from Japan who got a big promotion for picking up Blair Witch Project for dirt cheap back in the day. She feels the heat now, looking for the next big break. Also met an intern for the Sundance Institute held a great conversation on the way to a film. She loved to hear about my interests and goals, and loved to talk film.
Ambitions long dormant for me come flooding back to the surface. So many projects, careers, lives, on the verge of being made or lost here. It's inspiration, it’s exciting and it's unpredictable.
So good to be back.
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