It's strange but true: Monday night is one of the craziest nights of Fantastic Fest every single year.
This is the night that starts with awards and ends with feuds, where the festival gives away prizes, then pits the Americans versus the foreigners, where the drinking starts early and ends ugly. This is not like any other festival's awards evening, and it's pure spectacle every single year.
Where else do you have to drink beer from the actual prize you are given? And where else would they follow up the awards with a game show?
I didn't make it into the room for the awards ceremony this year. I was seated outside on the patio of the Alamo instead, and I got the press release as the awards were being announced. By all accounts, there was much debauchery and madness over the course of handing the awards out this year, and a truly distressing amount of Shiner was consumed. I think they got a lot of this right, and they shined some attention on some truly worthy films, some of which I've reviewed now, some of which I haven't. I'm here at Fantastic Fest until Friday of this week, though, so I'll have plenty more for you in the days ahead.