Wednesday, August 27, 2003

Last night, my friends Paul and Brent came over to our place so that we could all make our choices for the Toronto International Film Festival which begins on September 4. This part of the pro­cess is always frantic. You have to mark your choices down in a printed schedule, which must be dropped off before 10am tomorrow. These sched­ules are placed into numbered boxes, and at 10am, one number is drawn out of a hat. This lucky box is the first to have its orders filled, and then the box whose number fol­lows it, etc. Last year or the year before, we were in the box before the lucky box, meaning that our order was filled last. I think we got half of our choices. Regardless of how lucky you are, you almost never get all of your choices, which means last-minute scram­bling to plug some­thing into your schedule. It helps if it’s some­thing you want to see, and of course it helps if there are tickets left by the time you’ve decided and then stood in line. So, it’s always an adventure.

Here are my pre­lim­inary picks. If I’m very lucky, I might get 13 or 14 of these:

Last night was such a blur that I’ve only just now real­ized how skewed my choices are toward American and British films, and doc­u­ment­aries. The good thing about not get­ting all your first choices is that some of your last-minute sub­sti­tu­tions turn into the happy acci­dents that make that year’s fest­ival mem­or­able. So, no matter what hap­pens, I’ll be seeing some great films in the next couple of weeks.

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