Its 4:15am, so just under 2 hours left until I can get in a car to take me to the airport, and 4 hours left until I can sleep on a crowded airplane. Coca Cola Light and MTV Europe are my keep-awakes, with MTV Europe playing a 40 minute loop of videos over and over and over. I’ve heard “I Wanna Make Love (In This Club)” and “4 Minutes” about 6 times each now and I’ll admit its making me feel mildly insane. But I’m not asleep. So that’s all that matters.
Anyway, I figured I might as well throw out another (last? I have stuff I could post when I get back to Montreal and regain my mind, but we’ll see) blog entry to pass the time. Because I’m not exactly capable of anything more, I’m basically just gonna throw up some photos from today’s indieWIRE excursion to Antibes. We did the same thing last year, walking the same sidewalks and eating at the same restaurant. Its nice closure to nearly two weeks of basically 24 hour company with your co-workers, which is surprisingly doable (mostly because they be good people). But in the end I always compare the end of any film festival to the emotional experience of ending summer camp. Except now we’re old and its about work and instead of campfire sing-a-longs its drunken karaoke or drunkenly having an American national anthem-Canadian national anthem sing off in the street (I’m sure the French loved that, and on an extremely embarrassing note, I forgot the words to the Canadian anthem). But anyway, today’s trip to Antibes was summer camp’s end, and now I’m waiting for my metaphorical parents, a cab driver, to pick me up.