Today the Sydney Film Festival kicks off with the opening night screening of South Solitary this evening. It will be red-carpets, flash-bulbs and lots of mingling. Until relatively recently this was the only event like this in the festival. Then closing night crept in and became a bit of a party affair and more recently the competition has introduced a series of red-carpet events across the festival.
These are undoubtedly fantastic for the festival and have increased the attendance and general awareness. They are awkward for film-goers with the already narrow entry for the State Theatre shrunk by 2 thirds and often the footpath from Pitt Street to the theatre reserved for Red Carpet arrivals. There is no alternative entry used (Like the laneway and the entry to the side of the foyer perhaps!) and all the punters have to herd themselves down to the George Street end of market street and in through a narrow section barely 2 people wide with traffic heading in 2 directions. If people are trying to meet up (often using the kiosk as a meeting spot) it creates a hell of a traffic jam. Over recent years I have moved the meeting place for my range of companions and utlised that fabulous invention, the Mobile Telephone, to co-ordinate meetings.
In case you are wondering I am not attending the opening night event.
Whilst the excitement of seeing these films with a festival audience is a draw it is not enough to entice me into opening night.
The film festival proper starts for me tomorrow evening with Lebanon followed by Heartbeats and Howl (I think Howl will be my pick of the night).
Today with grand plans of spinning, knitting and cooking I achieved very little. I type this well-rested and on the way to my stash being lighter (i did manage a small destash and some washing).
I ducked out with my MIL around lunch time to check out acoffeeandayarn on King Street Newtown. They have a small but lovely range of yarn and fantastic coffee by Coffee Alchemy (I miss her coffee shop from 2003! but that is another story). I tried the Lamb Shank Pie and it was tasty with lovely pastry. Well worth a visit.
Of course one cannot visit King Street south without stopping at The Button Shop, BeeHive Gallery and the myriad of other shops. Well I can't anyway. I managed to not purchase anything (not even any Japanese fabric).
Spinning Progress: none
Knitting Progress: 2 rows (so far) measurement 24cm
Festival Films: 0