This is all happening so fast, in such a surreal manner, that I can scarcely believe it. When I sent off copies of "12 Stories About Eileen" to festivals about a month ago, I sent it off to four: Vinegar Hill, Flickerings, ScanLine (not a festival, but never mind), and, just for the heck of it and because there wasn't an application fee and because (strangely) they didn't require a French-subtitled version, Cannes. When I came in this morning, there was a message from my work's answering service from 6:15A to call a Maria Sjoberg at some number that had too many digits to be American. I ignored it. At about 10:00 this morning, Maria called me back. Apparently, she is in charge of the Un Certain Regard section of Cannes (the least prestigious of the sections, after In Competition and Out of Competition), and she was calling to let me know that "12 Stories About Eileen," while not accepted into In Competition or Out of Competition (shorts rarely are, she said) had been accepted into one of the three programs of shorts to be screened in Un Certain Regard!
Apparently, as the screenings is set up now, my film will be shown at Cannes twice: At 4:25P on May 17th and at 9:00P on May 19th. (Actually, since my film is second in the program, after something called “Flay, Polaroids,” it will be shown about 20 minutes after those times.) As they do for all accepted directors, Cannes will be paying my and Kim's plane ticket to, well, Cannes, and will be putting us up in a (I would hope) decent hotel, along with paying me 350 Euros for use of the film. It's just so...I don't know. Amazing. I need to start planning, and I need to get a French-subtitled version of the film ready, stat. There should be some more information over here as well, if you're interested.
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
