...are you, my dear friends, who are humoring me by reading this silly little blog. Thank you. The other coolest people in the world are the people who are at this film festival -- and particularly Francois # 2, who is undoubtedly the Coolest Person on the Planet, hands down (although I'll likely die of second-hand smoke inhalation after hanging around his coolness for the next two months). In any case, all 116 of these coolest people descended on Montreal today. Tonight, we went to the Cinematheque Quebecois after another day of furniture, film equipment, and watermelon moving. Yes, you read that right -- I had to carry a whole bunch of watermelons up several flights of stairs at breakneck speed. Nice visual, isn't it? I'm going to have giant muscles after this if my arms don't fall off first.
I spent much of the evening talking with a director from Sydney, Australia. Amusingly, I had trouble understanding her English. I can't catch a language break around these parts. Later, I chatted up another director from Trois Rivieres, which is north of Montreal but south of Quebec city. Her name is Caroline and I think we might become friends -- which is exciting, since I have none here. Later, in a highly entertaining exchange, I spoke with Mathieu, a very nice guy from Paris. I spoke exclusively in French and he spoke exclusively in English. It was confusing to change languages sentence by sentence, but we agreed we'd continue our mutual language lessons. He's 28, but says people tell him he looks younger when he "cuts his face." I suggested he try an alternate expression: "shaves his beard." (He's probably blogging to his French friends about my mistakes, too.) I spent the remainder of the evening telling select models/actors what a great job they'd all done in the short films we watched this evening.
If this seems scattered, it's likely because I've consumed only a beer and two cookies in the last 14-or-so hours. We do all of this again tomorrow, but with some film making instead of watermelon moving. Not sure what my role will be in the movies -- could be anything from actress to costume assistant to gopher. In the meantime, I'm off to make a midnight dinner!
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I believe I speak for all blog readers when I say: Tell us more about Francois #2. What makes him so cool? The only information we have to go on at the moment is that he smokes a lot. I have thus deduced that smoking makes one cool and have started a 3-pack a day habit.
If I'm going to be cool, I'm going to be REALLY cool.
I would appreciate learning more about what makes one cool. I've been trying so hard my whole life, and I've yet to find success. I rolled my pants, flipped my collar, grew a mullett...yet no enhanced coolness experienced.
But NOW, now I'm on my way.
*Cough*Hack*Cough*
Cool......is that blood?
Well, aj, you kind of have to meet him. I'll do my best, however, to provide a brief description of Francois # 2.
- He doesn't shower or shave quite often enough, but is the type who can away with that.
- His hair is too messy (although it's under a black hat much of the time).
- He's the epitome of "artsy" in a black leather-y jacket kind of way.
- He's quiet and mysterious, yet simultaneously engaging.
- When he does talk, he's insanely interesting and eloquent (both in French and in English - he worked on films in NYC for four years).
- He's funny, but in an understated kind of way.
- He's a filmmaker, and has made, by far, the best film I've seen so far here (and a lot of them have been terrific)--so his creative talent is insurmountable.
- He's a humble yet accomplished actor, writer, and director in the microcinema movement.
- He has no money, but does not appear to care: he works for passion.
- He's tall, dark, and only moderately handsome, yet entirely intriguing.
Like I said, you'd have to meet him. I'm not doing him justice. By the way, I'm not "interested" in him, other than intellectually. He's an enigma. And his wife/partner, Mathilde, has fluorescent pink hair.
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