I would never normally steal somebody else's picture as I have done here, but there is a little story attached. I walked into the arrivals terminal at the airport to a welcoming party of flashing cameras, feeling all famous, until I realised that Steve Buscemi was standing right behind me. Had I spotted him in baggage reclaim then I would have hijacked the picture by loitering in the background, just for an amusing addition to this gallery. But i didn't. I nicked this image from the festival website instead and i'm on the wrong side of the camera thinking "shit". Shit.
My ugly-ass hotel, on the left. What was someone thinking? The pic on the right was just to balance two portrait images into landscape for presentation reasons (while inadvertently revealing the insanity of “progress”).
A sign and some sky. See what I did there? Probably not.
The national theatre. I never made it to any of the screenings here.
This was a weird one. It was a screening of a UK feature called 'Hush your Mouth' and, having met two of the actors the day before, I went along to check it out. It was in a 'teen' programme and despite the film's content justifying a 15 certificate, the audience was largely made up of 11-16 year-olds who started clapping whenever anything remotely sexual occured on screen. I had to leave when I grew tired of getting caught in popcorn crossfire, or couldn't hear anything because of someone sharing their music on their mobile phone speaker with the person next to them.
Big chess, yey!
Questions and answers with Nicolas Schmerkin after my screening (Photo by Marinela Domancic).
Enjoying far too much free wine with Geoffroy de Crécy (Photo by Marinela Domancic).
Ahhhh, Juliette Binoche. It was nice to have seen 'Breaking and Entering' (in which she plays a Bosnian) with a Bosnian audience, especially when I had a Bosnian next to me who could explain what the crowd were laughing at in parts of the film where I was all “Eh?”.