At the end of the first night, Suzy, Jesse and I went to dinner at Oishi for some amazing sushi. Aaron Eckhart came in completely alone and ate at the bar and quietly enjoyed a dinner to himself. Huge brownie points in my book. The temptation to talk to him was there, but ultimately respecting his privacy was much more satisfying. Jesse saw him on day two, blessed him when he sneezed and chatted with him for a few. He was checking his email, no entourage in sight. Refreshing.
After dinner we did the Main Street lap, up the hill one side and down the other. It was cold, but watching people clamoring to get into parties is almost as much fun as getting into parties…by the way, did you know your ass can actually get frostbitten? It’s true.
Jesse and I left the condo at the crack of dawn on Saturday for LITTLE MISS SUNSHINE, one of the biggest belly laugh movies I’ve seen in a long time. Alan Arkin is priceless. Suzy loved it the night before so I didn’t mind the hike up to the library. Jesse was left out in the cold again, but caught a shorts program in the afternoon and hooked up with his old AFI buddies. The traffic from the weekend warrior snow skiers was already piling up. The fresh powder on the mountains, that continued to fall through the day, had the slopes packed.
At noon Suzy and I went to A GUIDE TO RECOGNIZING YOUR SAINTS at Eccles. A bit long and not completely focused, the powerful film was held firm by the incredible performances of Chazz Palminteri and Shia La Boeuf. Produced by Sting and Trudy Styler, she was in attendance up on stage for the Q&A. As the cast was leaving the stage, Robert Downey, Jr. said the magic word, “Sting!” he called. We (and about 500 others) turned to see the slender rock star climbing over seats to get to Trudy. There is no solace at Sundance…maybe he should talk to Aaron Eckhart to find out what his secret is?
A brief stop at Starbucks so I could blog, then a quick stop back at the condo to drop my computer off, Suzy and I headed to Main Street for a late lunch at Main St. Pizza and Noodle. We met lots of nice folks along the way. Waiting brings people together. After we ate I had to rush back to the Eccles for THE NIGHT LISTENER. Intense and tricky, I’m not sure the seven year old behind me picked up on all of the intricacies…what a child was doing in an adult thriller, I’m not exactly sure. A first for me at this Festival.
I went back up to Main for a little necessity shopping (OK, so I didn’t have a pair of gloves, I’m from Florida, sue me). I met Jesse who had eaten a second dinner at Oishi with his old pals and we headed back to the condo for some much needed rest before our crazy day Sunday. TTFN…