There we were, doing the most menial of film festival tasks: helping to bring reels of "Will" to the projectionist so he could make sure it would work during tomorrow's screening.
And then, suddenly, we were in the maw. The pushing and shoving. The shouts and flashbulbs.
This was a full-on paparazzi blitz, and they wanted to shoot... us?
Well, they wanted to shoot (and shoot) Ellen Perry and Zach Andersen, the director and producer of Will, respecitvely. We were along for the ride, content to attempt to get out of the way. ("Please sir, over there. You're in my shot.")
The Will duo handled the press rush like pros. This ain't their first rodeo. We, on the other hand, continued to hold three spools of film and sweat through our Topman buttondown. (That's on you, Kate Moss.)
Having freed ourselves from the assembled press corps -- not before both Ellen and Zach did interviews -- we screened five minutes of the movie, which looked wonderful on the big screen. It's going to be great on Monday.
Then, it was our turn for a minor bit of fame. We screened "The Two Escobars" to a packed theater. Like "people-sitting-in-the-aisles" full. We were flattered. Extremely so.
We gave a brief speech to introduce the film -- more flowers! -- and sat back to watch. The crowd was extremely patient through a few technical difficulties, and knowledgeable. We said it before, but our favorite part was hearing them start applauding when some game footage of Colombian goalkeeper Rene Higuita started playing. They knew the Scorpian Kick was coming. It did. They applauded louder.
Big day tomorrow: "Will" first, then "Garuda do Dadaku." And, presumably, more paparazzi. This is India.
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