Everybody's a dreamer and everybody's a star
And everybody's in movies, it doesn't matter who you are
There are stars in every city
In every house and on every street
And if you walk down Hollywood Boulevard
Their names are written in concrete

You can see all the stars as you walk down Hollywood Boulevard
Some that you recognize, some that you've hardly even heard of
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain

The Kinks
Celluloid Heroes

I recently returned from The Sundance Film Festival where it was very, very cold. The kind of cold where it’s too cold for your nose to breathe and you have to wrap a scarf around your face when you’re walking on the sidewalk. And you spend a lot of time walking on sidewalks and catching trams from theater to venue to theater. The city trams are free – they run on a donation system; it seems like the voluntary donation tills were always full and the bus driver didn’t have to take the time to dole out change. It was clean and the drivers were knowledgeable and friendly – really friendly. It seemed like a good system and probably the only tram system I would ride instead of waiting around in the cold for a taxi.

It takes a lot for me to get to the snow – I mean A LOT. It’s really beautiful from a distance (snow) all up on the mountains and majestic looking, but crunching and slippery under your feet it’s not so appealing. My people are not snow people – three generations have been living in Western states, close to the sun. I hate wearing layer upon layer of clothes; it’s just so difficult to move around under all that material.

There were lots of people in Park City for the skiing as well as the Festival — have we learned nothing from the Bonos, the Kennedys and the Donners? Once I got past all of that snow stuff, it was another star-studded festival with fabulous people everywhere. Great entertainment. And great shopping. And good food. The things I remember most fondly each year about Sundance. By the time next year starts all over again, I forget about the snow until I have to pack.

The two best movies? The squid and the Whale (the Waldo Salt Screenwriting Award for outstanding achievement in writing went director to Noah Baumbach, who also won the Dramatic Directing Award) is a very real and surrealistic movie about what happens to a neurotic city dwelling family when a divorce occurs. It was very funny (I laughed out loud and was even shocked at times), the screenplay was incredible and the performances were very close to the bone. Loved it.

The second best film was 3-Iron a Kim Ki-Duk film I will never look at a golf ball the same way again. This is an incredible screenplay about love under desperate circumstances. The main love interests only have two lines the entire movie – and the main characters are under an incredible amount of fight or flight pressure the whole movie. It was a great way to spend an afternoon and I can hardly wait to buy it on DVD – it’s a keeper. I really loved this flick!

Kare Kare Zvako — Mother’s Day was an incredible film about a mother’s power to control her family’s destiny. Her three children are starving due to the drought and famine in Zimbabwe. The fabulous soundtrack (very inspirational and haunting) and magic realism made for an incredible viewing. It was on after midnight (after a late night the night before) and I was riveted.

One Weekend a Month directed by Eric Escobar was look at how one mother’s life is turned upside down when she gets the call that she has to go to war. With no one to turn to for childcare, it’s a look at one way how this war is turning lives in this country upside down. It’s an incredible film that was shot in one day by Oakland, CA filmmaker Eric Escobar who did an incredible amount of real research to make this film very edgy and gripping. I’d say that someone should shove this film up George Bush’s bum, but then he wouldn’t be able to watch it.

I’ll be posting the pics from Sundance soon. My buddy Meera Lester came along for the festivities this year and loved 3-Iron as much as I did. We hooked up with LiLoLan (and Director) Renee Rosenfeld in Park City and her film at, also in Park City. The film: Everyone, Everywhere: The International Gay and Lesbian Human Rights Commission (13:35) is a very powerful piece (narrated by Sir Ian McKellen) that left me enlightened. Once you watch this film you realize what few rights we have left in this country are pretty good compared to the persecution that goes on in other countries. Also showing was HET (9:14) Director - Peter Bedard, a very cool and exceptional film about the tables turning…very Rod Serling. Peter told me his film was online and I was going to post a link – but I can’t find his info (this space is a link for you, Peter… if you’re reading this send me a link). We also saw The Pursuit of Pleasure (51:33) from Director Dr. Maryanne Galvin (which featured one of my favorite store founders from that was an honest look at women’s sexuality from women. Great historic footage and a movie all young women should see, it has a great wisdom factor.

Hey, and for all of you Burning Man fans – and remember you heard it here first…the theme this year is the psyche and the streets will be named Amnesia, Bipolar, Cerebrum, Deliria, Grandiose, Hysteria, Ego, Id, and Jung.