Sunday, July 17, 2005

“One thing about living in Santa Carla I never could stomach: all the damn vampires.”

The Movie: The Lost Boys, 1987 (Jeffrey Boam and Janice Fischer, screenwriters, from a story by Fischer and James Jeremias; Joel Schumacher, dir.)
Who says it: Barnard Hughes as Grandpa
The context: Michael (Jason Patric) and Sam (Corey Haim) have saved themselves, their town and their mother (Dianne Wiest) from a community of vampires in a small California town; they had no idea their grandfather knew anything about it. This is the last line of the movie.
How to use it: Witty commentary on the population of your own small town.

It was too sunny for vampires at Old Hallowell Day yesterday. I didn't stick around for the pie judging, but the lady at the booth was very nice, and did not laugh at my offering. (I tripped on the sidewalk between the car and the pie booth, and was sure I'd put my thumb through the topping, but I hadn't. Whew.) Nobody called me yesterday afternoon, so I figure that 1) I did not win and 2) I did not poison anybody. I'll call that a draw.

The Maine International Film Festival began on Friday night in Waterville, and runs until July 24. Don't laugh, you Hollywood snobs; it's an impressive slate of films, and an excellent event all around. The Bragdons and I went up last night. We saw Bearing Witness, a terrific documentary about women journalists covering the war in Iraq, and The World, a Chinese film that aged us all about 20 years, and whose point completely escaped us. But what are film festivals for?

I just took another pie out of the oven to bring down to the Lechners' this afternoon. Turning my oven on was a true act of friendship, because we're having what passes for a heatwave in Maine (temperature and humidity in the 80s, and I don't have air-conditioning... why is it rolling down on the young and foolish? And if you can name that reference, I'll give you a prize).

Too much to do, too little time, but the most important thing to do today is extend the warmest welcome to Layla Christine Cameron, who breathed her first L.A. air early this morning. Layla, you are already blessed in your choice of parents, and may only happiness await you.


Madley said...

Funny you just posted about Lost Boys... I just ran an old friend, Billy Wirth (AKA Dwayne, Vampire #2) last week at the Sunset Laemmle...

BTW, I've been looking in attending Rockport College for a film program there (guess I've been inspired reading your blog!)... do you know/have your heard anything about it?

Don't mean to hijack your comments section (email is a-okay too).

Thanks mucho!

Madley said...

Oops... meant to include this:

Rockport College


Anonymous said...

Is Googling allowed? If so, I found your reference. Before I disclose, I'll need to know if I'm still eligible for the prize.

AnswerGirl said...

Sure, I'll allow it, but it would have been cooler if you didn't have to Google it... Brian Cook must not have checked the blog today, because he'd have gotten it for sure.

Anonymous said...

I'll defer to the noncheating Mr. Cook, then. But just so you know I know -- you could call 'em BN for short.

AnswerGirl said...

Ed, I'll have to send you the CD, since you obviously don't have it!

reel girl said...

Hi Madley,
Just stumbled upon this site...I just returned from Rockport for a week stint. I met truly wonderful and interesting people, but the photo class that I took was terrible....the instructor was not engaged and all of us were very frustrated.
The website really wooed me: well done, polished, easy to navigate. The experience, while I learned a few things (sadly minimal though), was a huge letdown.
From talking with many people there (many who did longer stints), who were enrolled in both film and phot classes, it really is dependent upon the instructor. While there are a few gems, I heard about many duds and really bad duds.
As a result, I haven't been recommending it to other photo/film friends who were previously interested.
Check out other programs/colleges, especially on the west coast.

Good luck!