In an amazing feat of strength and dedication, Scaramucci and Poarch got up, got dressed, packed and into a movie by 11am. I will start petitioning the Olympic committee for a new category of competition – film festival attendance. Scored on numbers of hours awake, films/drinks consumed, and material collection (postcards, DVDs, business cards, etc.) Ohno’s got nothing on me.
The film was Life 2.0, about the crazy world of people obsessed with the online ‘game’ Second Life. I feel much, much better about my Facebook addiction now, that’s for sure. I’m sure of the 15 million or so people that ‘play’ there are some that don’t fit the caricature of gamers, but none of those people were cast in the film. Socially awkward, lonely, etc…, these are the folks we met. Like all good docs that showcase weirdos doing weird shit, this one was great and opened our eyes to a world neither Cacky or I know much about. And the filmmaker interviewed and followed his subjects as an avatar in second life, which was very, very cool element in the film.
I missed the Q&A because I wanted to make sure and get into the Talking Heads concert film Ride, Rise, Roar. And I’m so glad I did. I had it flagged in my schedule, but it got a bullet after meeting the DP, Ben Wolf. I truly hope everyone gets to see this beautiful, interesting, innovative film. David Byrne, an artist in many mediums in addition to music, wanted to showcase the talents of several modern dance choreographers during his latest tour. The result is a gorgeous blend of ethereal, tribal, deft and lyrical dances that enhance some Talking Heads standards and several tracks from his most recent collection with Brian Eno.
I’m so glad this is the note on which I leave SXSW. Each year, this festival grows and adapts – perhaps most notably in the corporate presence – which isn’t exactly a bad thing. I don’t mind getting a Clif bar as I stand in line and see Chevy drive the main movie folks around. If it makes it possible to see groovy films and film folks on the most innovative technology available, slide me a Pepsi, sir. The consistent offerings of excellent music films, engaging documentaries, and expressive narrative features keep me coming back. SXSW is the gold standard of film festivals – and you really have to be a gold medal finalist to experience it fully. SXSW, see ya next year! Everyone else, see you at deadCENTER in June!