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The LA film festival has ended yesterday. It was fun and I'm always a bit sad when a festival is over, even though it was pretty tough to survive such a weird schedule for 2 weeks. Now the real work--writing--starts.

I saw a lot of films and my favorites remain Jim Jarmush's Broken Flowers, Gus Van Sant's Last Days as well as You, Me and Everyone We Know. I must howver say that if you didn't like Gus Van Sant's Gerry, you might have a hard time with Last Days, which is in the same naturalistic mood and extremely slow.

I was a bit disappointed with Wong Kar Wai 2046--the sequel to In the Mood for Love, which I thought dragged, mostly because of the sci-fi sub-plot. November was also interesting, mostly as a visual and narrative exercise.

I met a few interesting people--directors and actresses--, spent a lot of time in the lounge and at various parties and I must admit I'm always amused by the "poser circus" -- actors trying to be discovered and checking everybody's passes. A few interesting things happened to me, which sound pretty good for what I have in mind. Image is everything in Hollywood, and if you play it as a Marketing tool, it can work well to your advantage.

Even though, I was looking forward to see Gus Van Sant's film on Friday night, it was a tough choice as Autolux had a free show that night while Richard Fearless was DJing at Amoeba. But I'll see Autolux opening for NIN anyway and will catch Death In Vegas next time.

Fin du Journal