Desde el Festival de Toronto, 3 (inglés)
I love Spike Lee. Cranky, opinionated, often too much on a soap box about his “issues” and defensive of his movies… but somebody has to be the angry black man in
Speaking of 25th Hour, I’m bummed to miss the breakfast with Edward Norton and Tim Blake Nelson because of an interview with Ricky Gervais – but it’s worth it, he’s hilarious. He’s in town with his film Ghost Town. “Of course I wish there were ghosts, I wish there were an after life, but there’s not, this is all we’ve got. But if there were, which ghost would I like to meet? Charles Darwin, amazing man. I’d ask him, ‘How did you come up with that? That’s brilliant, well done.’ Laurel and Hardy, I’d just hug them. Uh, who else? Winston Churchill. I’d say to him, ‘Did you just want to fight? Or were you just having a laugh?’”
One thing I notice, the parties are less fabulous, less intimate and way more jam-packed this year. It only takes me ten minutes before I turn around and leave the Weinstein party for Zack and Miri Make a Porno. It’s too daunting to squeeze through two hundred beer swilling party-goers just to say hello to Seth Rogen.
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