Snow dance/Sundance
Attended our first Sundance Film Festival movie this morning. Too wierd standing in line at the Eccles Center before 9:00, but that's the drill. The movie was saw was "Shrink," with Kevin Spacey as a psychiatrist who needs more help than his patients. We thoroughly enjoyed it, especially once we got accustomed to tuning out the F word. (Why do so many people think of it as dialogue enhancement?) The movie itself was good, but the overall experience improved it greatly. After the screening, the director and cast came on stage for Q and A. Yes, K. Spacey attended and participated with humor and grace, as did the others in this fine cast.
It so reminded me of writing conferences. The creativity brought forth in this ten-day festival is amazing. Some movies are real stinkers; some are terrific; all carry the hopes and dreams and talents of hundreds of people as they bare their artistic souls to the public. How often have I seen writers, pitch memorized and rehearsed, pouring their dreams out to editors and agents?
Sundance is celebrating 25 years, and this year's theme is "Story." Simple, appropriate. It's wonderful there are venues such as Sundance, Romance Writers of America, Maui Writers Conference, and others to provide a platform for independent storytellers. We need their voices. I applaud their courage for pursuing their dreams.
