Of course I overslept. My alarm went off at the right time (I set it for 7:45) but, as is regularly the case, I hit snooze three times before I actually got out of bed. There was no way I was making the first screening. Get Low started at 9:30 am and I wasn’t out of the house until 8:30. Still in need of gas and coffee, it was going to be a long shot. By the time I actually got to Park City, found a place to park (for free, thankfully) and walked to the theater—which was rough because I didn’t plan ahead at all—it was 10:00 and I didn’t want to be the guy that creeps into a screening half an hour late.
I still haven’t figured out the shuttle system and I don’t own a pair of snow boots, which meant the price for free parking was walking half a mile through unplowed, slush covered sidewalks. Far worse than the $10 I would have spent to be in a parking lot next to the theater.
Right now, home is the Yarrow Hotel where I spent most of my time last year. It’s quiet and warm and far better than walking back to where I parked for a few minutes of Internet time. The opening night documentary Restrepo starts at 11 and after that, I’m debating on whether or not I want to see Enter The Void. The latter is the new film from Gaspar Noe, who made Irreversible and will probably be interesting to say the least. But it’s also close to three hours long. I don’t know that I’ll be able to handle three hours of “a cinematically audacious exploration of the connected nature of sex, drugs, life and death” at 1:30 in the afternoon. That might be too much.
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