Sundance placates a sense of being. While texture of corporate elements continues to satiate, the interaction and intention of independent film versus the studio involvement in defining a market that in recent years has strayed a bit.
With the influx of buying pictures with relative cost perceptions that reflect their importance, the ideals of Sundance continue with films like “The Ledge”, “Devil’s Double” and “Silent House” showing a balance of both commercial prospects and independent spirit.
Pushing beyond that in textures of cultural interaction that continue to paint Main Street in tendency. The NY Lodge down from the shooting condo allowed for the progression of the NY Film Commission promoting the urban tendencies of the 5 Bouroughs with a bit of flair.
The Stella Artois Cafe, adjacent within the Samsung Galaxy lift complex, offered a bit of flair as the lift replete at times with James Franco sightings allowed for the frothy texture to continue.
Chefdance, always a stalwart progression of the festival located with relevance beneath Harry O’s off the inherent Playboy Lounge, offered different distinctions of culinary structure. While Kerry Simon of Palms Place dazzled later in the weekend, Chef Brian Malarkey of Searsucker in San Diego (and also a finalist on Top Chef) offered a balance view into his energetic and viable intensity.
Beginning with a simple and textured salad mixing luscious truffle oil and fried shallots with an albacore crudo, the silkiness of the lively texture allowed for an easy progression into the first course of a pork confit surrounded by a scallop and prosciutto wrapped sweet bread flaked with infinite taste helped along by the pairing cocktail of the Belvedere Root Cellar combinging Snake Oil Root Beer and the requisite vodka.
The main course intensified with a Wild New Zealand pink grouper over braised kale and foie gras emulsion that scintilated with irreverent flavor before the vanilla bean panna cotta tenderized the evening with a notion of sweet finish.
Rock visions played through at the Fender House on Main Street as Drummer Matt Sorum (formerly of Guns N’ Roses and Velvet Revolver) took the mike before ripping into a vicious instrumental that had the entire house jumping.
Like Slash who announced his new horror film label Slasher, 50 Cent was also in town to push his new company Cheetah Vision as he thumped away at 1am on-stage at House Of Hype inside Ciceros at the “Think Before You Act” party as tequila flared the nostrils ripping away as the artist raged on “In Da Club”.
At the St. Regis filled with tangible wantoness, vitners offered their requisite vision as the Napa Valley Film Festival announced their inaugural year utterly lifted with wines such as GV with proscuitto wrapped sweet breads and portobello mushroom baquettes that painted the way for the possibilities.
Residing their way through The Cabin with films such as Project Nim from the Oscar winning filmmakers of Man On A Wire, HBO Documentary Films annual fete honored the best of the new crop while maintaining a continued excellence in exciting films including the suit adorned Morgan Spurlock celebrating his pre-festival pick up by Sony of “The Greatest Film Ever Sold”.
After midnight screening permeated fantastic, the Troubadours Party at House Of Hype inside Cisceros fixated into the night with a DJ mecca blend that understood the base tinged needs of its audience as Stella and kamikazes blazed the night
Ending the tendencies of yore, the Sundance Channel flittered with buzz on Main Street as “Brick City” lightened its walls with a Sundance of urgency and uplifting possibilities for the next generation of filmmakers.
As the late nights and early morning inferences continue the balance of Sundance remains one of networking initiated within the crux of creative possibilities and commercial aspirations while still retaining the artistic vision needed to sustain.
The balance of the Sundance Film Festival rests in its ability to remain fresh while straddling the obvious points that have made it both a commercial and artistic crossroads. With a “Rebel” marketing campaign to emphasize its preternatural affluence to the revolutionary mind, the elements of the overwrought passage of gifting lounges from past years still abound. The key right now is in balance and a return of the economy. While levels are nowhere near where they were years ago in terms of pick ups, the low attendance of last year has picked up a little allowing for a more perspective impression of the market. Because of last year’s success after the post-festival pick-up of “Paranormal Activity”, the Park City At Midnight section has taken on an inherent glow for now, out of low budget creativity can emerge a blockbuster.
Films #1 The initial swath of films showed a pertinence of the element of morality and the construct of Darwin’s theory of evolution where survival is dictated by the smarter and the more vicious of the pair.
The first film, “Sympathy For Delicious” marks actor Mark Ruffalo’s directorial debut in a story about a crippled DJ who, after living in his car, realizes he has the power of healing. Christopher Thornton, who is confined to a wheelchair in real life, writes the script and stars as the DJ in a movie which takes a decidedly unsympathetic view towards the element of redemption. Ruffalo himself plays a priest struggling with intention and faith as what he believes is “defined providence” is balanced with real world problems. Granted the film treads on the supernatural with its premise but the ideal becomes one of Judas in a modern world. The temptation lurks in the aura of a bass player who lures him to the element of becoming famous while she herself is struggling with addiction. Placing Juliette Lewis in this role with Orlando Bloom as the lead singer brings a poignancy in the essence of exploiting miracles for one’s own edification which shows some dereliction of presence. The mythic poise of the film sounds alot more grand than it is portrayed on screen because of an understated style and lack of overarching music.
The second film, “Animal Kingdom” takes its matters to a primal level. The casting of Guy Pearce originally seemed to indicate a type of “Memento” shifting. However the progression here is purely survival. The story is told from the point of view of a young man who loses his mother in the first minutes of the film to a heroin overdose. He then goes to live with his grandmother and his three criminally minded uncles including the viciously cruel Pope (played by Ben Mendelsohn). Mendelsohn is able to reap some humor from this utterly unsympathetic heathen who has no regard for emotional structure at all. Joel Edgerton (who played Owen Lars in “Revenge Of The Sith”) has the most viable range especially in his teaching of his nephew as to how to wash his hands. The breakout of the piece however resides in the lesser known uncle who brims with uncontrolled anger and emotion. In many ways, Sullivan Sheperton reminds one of Russell Crowe because of the paradoxes of perception plus the Australian heritage. Nonetheless, he commands the screentime he is in with consummate focus.
Parties #1 The intrinsic nature of Sundance resides in its intention to network but the integration always depends on the level of noise plus respective interest.
The Bing Bar which became a stalwart of this festival on Main Street provides two idealized bar areas in glass view for maximum gawker value. Entering towards the far bar for the UTA Party became a question of Margaritas since the respective filmmakers made their way through within a hooked corner as the small IFC shindig highlighted simultaneously. Later on in the late night, the inset bathed in blue lights as the Gen Art space at 201 Heber highlighted the effects of the 7 Days party with a Patron sponsored bar effecting an intrinsic cocktail with kick called Second Skin. The requisite next afternoon saw the NYU/Tisch School Party upstairs within at The Riverhorse On Main where alumni and newly minted graduates/students mingled for the possibilities of the future.
Bing Supper Club Like the Bon Appetit in previous years, the ticket on Main Street for effective identity and luscious food was the Bing Supper Club hosting a delectable potpourri of different chefs and artists.
The first of tender, the Echoes Of Hope Foundation Dinner, highlighted the plight of foster kids to achieve and make it through college with the help of guardian angels. Chaired by Luc Robataile of the LA Kings along with his wife, the foundation brings needed motivation and help to those who need that extra hand to achieve and attend today’s high tuition colleges. The guest chef, Larry Alexander of STK in Los Angeles, proved exceptional with a multi-course dinner that hit all the right notes. The introduction of the beef tartar swirled in congruence with its silky caramel truffle while a meat and potato soup filled with braised beef and carmelized onions primed the focus. The entree course mixed land and sea with a delicious short rib ensconced in wild mushrooms while an apple cider glazed diver scallop vindicated with exceptional taste.
The second evening attended, the “Sympathy For Delicious” cast dinner celebrating Mark Ruffalo’s directorial debut, rallied with stars Orlando Bloom and Juliette Lewis in highlighting a story of faith and rock music. The guest chefs for the evening were stellar in comparative rights with Katsuya Aechi of Katsuya and the indominatable Michael Mina of XIV blended essences of both the sea and land in distinctive possibilities. Katsuya’s effervescent sushi offered a blended of octopus and tuna minted with a tangy sauce while Mina brought forth a balance of Kobe beef stew paralleled with a grilled Kobe flank which was both tender and tantalizing.
Skullcandy Sessions: Joan Jett & The Blackhearts Harry O’s always perseveres in the incumbent progression of the hot ticket. With Nas and Wale performing on subsequent reflective nights, the rock fix to be transcended was the undeniable Joan Jett & The Blackhearts. In town with a focus in hand with the premiere of “The Runaways” based on her 70s all-girl band of the same name, Jett raged onstage with a visceral nature that one would expect. Belting out old hits like “Crimson & Clover”, “Do You Wanna Touch” and “I Love Rock N’ Roll” along with new material like “Androgynous” and “Fetish”, Jett was running blood as leather bikini clad girls danced in tandem on the top of the center bar. In true Sundance fashion, Jett brought out her Runaways bandmate Cherie Currie and the film’s stars Kristen Stewart and Dakota Fanning for a photo-op but kept it pure by not encouraging any half baked reunions instead decidedly racing into another hard rocking tune as the fans chanted along.
Films #2 The second intonation of films at Sundance seen uses higher profile actors in paradoxical approaches to material with subtle and limited effects.
The first, “3 Backyards” is an artsy Long Island tale of a group of locals heading about on their daily diatribes in nothingness. Marred by an incessant visual style that doesn’t quite work and a lack of pacing, director Eric Mendelsohn becomes too encompassed in the minutae that he seems fascinated by. Drawing on a style much like David Lynch’s “Blue Velvet” but without the intensity and emotion, the ideals perceived here become mediocre despite having some exceptional actors to fill the fairly unclear roles. Elias Koteas of “Crash” and “Thin Red Line” wanders in tandem around his house and the neighborhood bordering LaGuardia Airport searching for meaning but his intention and wants are never brought viscerally to the forefront. By comparison, Edie Falco, playing an artist musing on the curiousity of celebrity who takes a famous actress (played by Schindler’s List actress Embeth Davidtz) to the ferry, works with exceptional fortitude on a very thin line of uncomfortability with literally nothing to work with in terms of an overall structure. The piece ultimately ends with questions that do not necessarily warrant follow-up answers because of lack of interest.
The second film, “High School” fares better but only because it knows what it is, truly, to a fault. With the success of “The Hangover”, the intent is to find that next break-out comedy. Warren Zide, who launched the “American Pie” franchise is smart in understanding that buzz needs to be built from the ground up. This comedy which bodes on the premise that two students get an entire high school stoned on high end crystal gonja works simply because of the premise. The odd player within the structure is Adrien Brody playing the Rasta Stoner (like Drexel from “True Romance” if he lived near Ridgemont High). Brody is funny but one obviously permeates that his talents are infinitely above the material. He doesn’t play anything halfway and his intensity shows through on all points while Colin Hanks and Michael Chiklis as school administrators play broad strokes harking for “Ferris Buellar” but instead getting “Parker Lewis”. The entertainment is not excpetional but passable in an efficient way.
Chefdance: Kerry Simon/Simon LA With the continuing highlight of exceptional chefs, the aspect of Las Vegas should always be respresented and the enticement of Simon shows the respect garnered. Sitting at the table with Hard Rock Casino royalty, Skullcandy execs and Billy Bush enhanced the point of networking in plain view but ultimately the food spoke volumes in tandem. The inset of diver scallops within a pillow of antebellum grits gave way to a luscious turkey and white bean chili with organic cheddar that was simply ravishing. A tangy beet salad followed by the main course of parmesan gnocchi and a braised short rib balanced the thrusters with a yin/yang throttle. The desert of warm chocolate pudding with carmelized bananas and toffee crisp melted in a parade of tantalization.
Lounges With all the aspects moving towards overwhelming possibilities, especially in specialty cocktails and dinners, the lounges, which have pulled back in a small manner in recent years with the aspect of gifting, reflected an overall permutation within the industry.
The Main Street Lounge across from The Lift was the most easily traversed because of its location and balance of high tech and practical. Like at Comic Con, NVIDIA along with Real D were showcasing their intentions of 3D, albeit in two different forms. NVIDIA showed the essence of 3D digital imaging using Fuji cameras which shows the ability of where consumer brands will be able to evolve in the next few years. Real D, buoyed by video game development and the success of “Avatar”, continues to make strides forward adhering the basis of 3D to a mainstream market.
Badcock Apparel, within Main Street, was the most fun because it realized the tongue-in-cheek essence of the event. Sporting gray tees signifying the title phrase in addition to “Hung Well”, the “Moby Dick Plumbing Service” took the cake with a requisite black rubber cock ring and a flurry of blondes with great senses of humor to make the interim all the more fun.
Elsewhere within the structure, Poken offered a new social networking possibility that, while intensive, requires an adoption by industry-wide recipients but has its head in the right place. Oki SLC offered manicures which gave the hands a rest but gave the girls reign when specified fingernails were painted black in advance of the Joan Jett concert that evening. Lifetherapy, situated a room over, idolized exceptional hand lotion with its “Vacation” line which loved in its vanilla overtones that were simply heavenly.
The House Of Hype Lounge, always a stalwart of exceptional fun at Sundance, occupied the same structure as Bing Supper Club, with a bouncing bar that combined LA cool with a roadhouse sensibility. Throwing back a couple Stellas with some Crown Royal shots warmed off the falling snow blanketing Main Street while Kitchen 24 prepped grilled brie sandwiches with piping hot tomato bisque that soothed the stomach.
Occupying the Yoga Studio structure near The Library which was the infamous location of the “Inside Deep Throat” party many Sundances prior, the Tweet House seemingly thrived because of its specified location. Buoyed by the intensity of Anejo Tequila, the Tweeting Panels balanced forth while the flickering shots enticed the masses. Later, at a midnight party, the smoke relished through the back walls as Dirty Blondes were drank with abandon signaling the quieting of the lights.
Parties #2 The continuation of networking always rests within where the final thoughts lie both with talented colleagues and requisite futures.
At The Canyons, sequestered away from the peering eyes of Main Street, HBO Docs helds its soiree as attendees stuggled to watch the closing minutes of the NFC Championship with watchful intent. Highlighting festival inlay “Sins Of The Father”, the attendance of Stewart Copeland of The Police and Josh Harris, the elusive subject of “We Live In Public”, provided ample wandering influenced by an exceptional sushi bar and excited murmur in the crowded foray.
The Gersh/Butcher Brothers Party held in the background of Spur off Main Street celebrated the low budget horror mavens and undeniably hard workers who definitely know how to party throwdown. The Brothers premiered their new film “The Violent Kind” within the Park City At Midnight sector which was undeniably the hot ticket in terms of buyer interest. As Red Rum was shot and Jim Beam necessitated a celebratory toast unbecoming, the thrust of another Sundance makes its bow.
The 2010 Sundance Film Festival progressed in its possibility of balance between art and commerce. With films that skirt the line between commericial and experimental, the rebellious nature shown seems attainable but with a keener sense of business which is all the more apparent in the deals at hand.