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Quick Feet, Soft Hands

Reason #21 to be sad about not living on the East Coast any longer: Our fabulous Self-Reliant Filmmaker Paul Harrill’s new short, Quick Feet, Soft Hands, will be showing at the Maryland Film Festival after its Nashville premiere. It stars indie up-and-coming-Queen Greta Gerwig as “a young woman whose hopes of moving up are tied to Jim, a minor league baseball player. As Jim falls deeper into a batting slump, the couple must cope with the day-to-day realities of being young and poor. And they must confront the prospect that they may never make it to the big leagues.”

Best of luck to Paul and team, and if you are in the area or headed to the fest, check it out yo.


Quick Feet, Soft Hands - Trailer from Paul Harrill on Vimeo.

LOL

Ted Zee’s post about the low Oscar ratings is cracking me up!

“At this rate, we’re not going to know what the stars wore on the red carpet, because they’re going to roll that carpet up and scuttle the for good. It ain’t right. The are of paramount importance - time to cut the crap and re-prioritize… Here’s your inconvenient truth: the studios have to bite the bullet and stop making ‘good’ films.”

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Today I was shocked to see my buddy Karina Longworth’s face hawking Jackass 2.5 for Blockbuster. Upon closer inspection, it looks like she probably that added an application to her profile (Movie Clique) that somehow granted permission for this. Karina, did you see this? Thoughts? (I edited my applications out of the image but the ad is unaltered.)

A Single Girl in Tuscany

If you haven’t met Katie Brown, producer of The Trials of Darryl Hunt, well, that’s sad for you. She is a bright, warm young woman who consistantly astonishes me with her wisdom. I guess it’s a quarter-life crisis that prompted her to take a break from the grind of the indie film world to seek out new experiences in Italy, olive-picking to be exact. If you saw her during the summer in New York, her tales of the -turned-Tuscan farmers, Barbara & Ugo, who were just waiting for her to arrive in the fall, I’m sure like me, you wanted to hear all about it. I guess others told her that as well, so she started a which she has been updating regularly.

She spent her first 3 weeks in Italy at a language school before moving on to the farm, where she is now. It’s a true-life adventure and Katie’s writing is the kind that wonderful travel memoirs are made of… The Single Girls Guide to Olive Picking:

Strange, sad, and exciting that it is my last day in Firenze. It’s been a perfect 3-week package. A veritable pu-pu platter of life. Ups, downs, the unexpected, and the routine. An opportunity to carve out an everyday role amidst exquisite beauty and sheer indulgence. Most importantly, a new take on the same 24 hours that make up all of our days.

Tonight is a full moon, and the reflection in the Arno has created a true illusion. All of the buildings that parallel the Arno are reflected in the water so clearly that you can not tell that they don’t actually exist in double. None of it seems real.

Baghdad Burning: An Iraqi Blog

Over the weekend while visiting Austin, I met the illustrious John Pierson. Since we connected through , it made sense that it came up in conversation. He mentioned how the coverage of the Telluride Film Festival was draining the event of the “mystique” it once held for all but those who attended the exclusive event. Never having been to it myself, the festival seemed more like a sneak peak for a select few of films that would hit the well-covered Toronto and New York festivals in the coming months, but heavy from the event made it unusually accessible this year. And certainly the lead up to Toronto has been overwhelming at minimum, so it was with a bit of melancholy that I scrolled through my reader this morning. I marked as read a bunch of posts I didn’t read - mostly reviews and predictions that I’m not sure warrant attention but instead serve to drive site traffic (compulsively checking new content is fed by frequent posts, which is why anyone talking about making money from a suggests frequent posts, but I digress…).

I was grateful to stumble on Chuck Tryon’s post about Riverbend. She is Iraqi and has been for some time about her experience there. I’ve read it a few times and then been sucked back into movies, forgetting to check in and see how she is doing. She had to leave Iraq, as a refugee, for Syria.

There was one point, during the final days of June, where I simply sat on my packed suitcase and cried. By early July, I was convinced we would never leave. I was sure the Iraqi border was as far away, for me, as the borders of Alaska. It had taken us well over two months to decide to leave by car instead of by plane. It had taken us yet another month to settle on Syria as opposed to Jordan. How long would it take us to reschedule leaving? It happened almost overnight. Read Leaving Home>>

Her post caught the attention of the NY Times today as well>>