Sundance Dispatch: What I Didn't See

With my first full day of th’ dance done, the easiest recap is to write about all the things I failed to do today. I didn’t sleep last night. I didn’t make it to the screening of Up The Yangtzee that the ever-generous screenwriter Michael Goldenberg invited me to. I didn’t make it to the press screening of Recycle whose lovely director, Mahmoud al Massad I met on the short bus, and I didn’t get into the party for Good Dick the list for which I was actually on and as you may recall, contains the body and work of one Martin Starr, who is still not here but whose cell phone number I was offered and turned down.

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