About five and a half hours sleep last night, and I'm planning to use today for catch-up more than anything. There's the not-so-secret secret screening at 6:15 at the Eccles, and "Black Dynamite" later, but I'm blowing off "The Informers" for now so that I can write up yesterday's "Paper Heart" interview and some more reviews. I'm way too behind, and I'm starting to feel like a fat guy who keeps going to the buffet table without finishing the giant plates he's already taken. I've got too many good reviews that need to be posted to spend today running from one end of town to the other. I'm not leaving the condo until it's time to go sit down with Bill Hader and Greg Mottola, and then I hope I can have those conversations up tomorrow for you.
I had the first really decent food of the week so far last night when I stopped by Main Street Pizza & Noodlle and got some sort of southwestern burrito pizza, with jalepenos and sour cream and guacamole. Pretty crazy good, and carrying it back on the bus, I kept getting looks from other Sundancers like I was about to get pizza-jacked. I'm finally comfortable getting around town, which of course happens just as the festival starts winding down.
I'm willing to bet whatever screened this morning was like a ghost town. I'm listening to all the speeches from the other room, and it's all very inspirational. I sincerely hope that we are seeing history being made, and not the launching of more disappointments, and as I spend the rest of today playing catch-up, I'm going to let myself believe in the hope and the optimism, if only for today. If you haven't seen the new White House website, it's a pretty startling thing considering the inaugural address ended about 20 minutes ago. Bold strokes. That's the only way all of this is going to work.