The hotel.
When we arrived at the castle on the first night, I thought these were stuffed birds, until they started moving.
This one kept struggling really hard to fly away but couldn't break free. It's a wonder it didn't rip its own talon off.
The banquet. They said "eat as much as you can... drink as much you can". Well alright then, if I must. I've no idea how vegetarians coped, with things like salami wrapped in ham.
Vegetarians could always have eaten their plates, which were made of bread.
The start of fun and games out on the castle terrace. When invited to toss five hoops onto a stick I said "pah" and then promptly missed every single one. Skill.
Didn't manage to play this one, which seemed to be people clobbering each other.
Trencianske Teplice, as seen from the castle.
Oooooh.
One of the benefits of radio interviews is that it doesn't matter how hung over you're pretending not to be.
The short film press conference.
The arrival of vintage Swedish actress Liv Ullmann generates appropriate hoopla.
Liv Ullmann introducing a screening of Bergman's 'Persona' in the cinema tent.
And here collecting her Actor's Mission award.
The photographers were always less than subtle, which I found highly amusing. I often missed the opportunity of capturing their vulture-like assaults and this is the closest I got.
The Borovicka starts to kick in while Danny Lennon and one of the four Janas look impressed.
With filmmaker Mihai Grecu and another festival Jana.
The Slovaks went nuts for Nirvana every night. This picture doesn't do it justice at all because photo-snaps are shit. Or maybe it's just me.
The party's over. This is what I found outside my room at 8am when the time came to check out. Nothing to do with me but it made me chuckle because it summed things up nicely, right down to the spillage under the bench.