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Geoffrey Gould
Reports from the set/s...
Marcio Migliriosi's
NY Film Academy Student Film

Wednesday, April 20, 2010
I auditioned for the student film Drowned at the CAZT facility in Hollywood. I met the director Marcio Migliriosi's and the project's producer Paola Gazzaneo (my audition was video taped). There was no provided script, just an outline regarding how relationships tend to pass us by, etc. I auditioned for Edward, a man who settles down at the beach, somewhat-blissfully unaware of a woman's attention focusing on him. Unaware of the storyline, just the vague character description, I wore my suit (with my new bow tie).

Friday, May 06, 2010
I received an email from Paola Gazzaneo that I was selected to play Edward in the short film Drowned. I was given the shooting dates May 25 and 26, being filmed on Santa Monica Beach, reporting to lifeguard tower 13, rather close to the Pier, not overly far from where I worked on the USC student film Torn, that project for which I never received a DVD copy.

Friday, May 13, 2010
Rehearsal set
The day before, Paola emailed me about a possible rehearsal with co-star (female lead, really), Sarah, who would be out of town from the 18th to (presumably near), the shooting date.
Unfortunately I had a few evening events coming from the 13th through the 18th, but during the day I was available enough that it was arranged for Sunday the 15th from 1-2pm'ish, giving me enough time to get down to USC campus for the premier screening of The Maiden and the Princess.
I asked again after receiving a copy of the script, which so far I'd not received.

Sunday May 15, 2011
Late Friday night, just before midnight, Paola emailed a copy of Marcio's finalized amusing script, not just to me but three others, one of whom being Karoly Giardello; the other two's emails did not contain enough Name Information to know who they were. It was also the first time I realized that previous references to "Sarah" were referring to the character and not the performer's name of who had been cast, but Paola did later tell me that Sarah is being played by (an actress who later would conveyed not to be associacted with promoting this short), whom I met in the elevator heading up to the apartment's level.
Marcio had us run through scene's sequence of events a few times, we modeled what wardrobe options we respectively had brought, and that the Santa Monica calltime was 8am, which concerned me as I wasn't a hundred percent sure from the Pasadena area if I could make it that far west by that early.
We were done with more than enough time for me to get down to USC for the well-received screening.

Tuesday May 24, 2011
After emptying my rental box and having a commercial audition, in the early evening I got a call from Paola to make sure I'd received the Callsheet and was all set for the next day's shoot. I'd already researched that while an early start, I'd be able to get there by 8am. I knew the real trick would be getting back home... but that would be later in the day about which to worry.
The callsheet actually had my calltime for 9:30am (presumably in case 8am did turn out not to be very feasible), but I figured still to get there by 8am.
Paola warned me when they were location scouting, by the late afternoon it got surprisingly cold, so I prepared to bring a hoodie in case it was cold enough even for me.
I got a call from Assistant Direcor Pablo Gomez-Castro, notifying me that due to their setting up, my calltime in the morning was pushed to 10:30am.

Wednesday May 25, 2011
Shoot Day 1: a [long, cold] day at the beach
Being from the east cost, I have little to no problems with cool to cold temperatures. I do, however, have issues with wind: of which I am not a fan, as wind takes Simple Cold and enables it to cut through one like razors.
It turned out the lifeguard station for which I was looking was four stations north of the pier, not two, but find it I did. It turned out that the female lead and (playing Irma for the one day), Christi Lynch did not get the evening-before call. That is, they did not check their messages, so they got there way early.
The wind was non stop throughout the nightmarishly blustery day. At one point I joked with Marcio that perhaps had the script required Wind, that there would be no wind...
Prediction was delayed considerably as the wicked winds had helped a drop or three of water to fall onto the Red camera, causing it to malfunction. They literally had to get a replacement unit.
The wind also caused some impressive breakers throughout the day; during in-the-water POV shots taken in the surf, the wet-suited camera crew found itself also rather buffeted about like beach balls against the pounding waves.
The female lead braved the water's ghastly low temperatures for her shots. A stand-in (virtually considered a stunt woman), did one of the shots of her deeper in the water shot towards the end of the day, as the camera at that point actually was on me, with the female lead's character in the background within the water.
Friendly Alexandra Storm did our make-up, later relating similar interest in the paranormal. I provided Alex the information on the radio show The Paranormal View I cohost, and we exchanged Facebook information, adding each other thereto.
After the brutally cold day, I was wrapped at approximately 6pm. Thanks to a dog-walking event about a year earlier, I knew I did not have to hike all the way back to the pier: I knew where was located the walkway over the Pacific Coast Highway to get me to Ocean and Arizona to catch the 733 back to Union Station. To my near-surprise, I made the needed connections and from being wrapped, it only took me about three and a half hours to get home.
When I was about halfway to Union station, Pablo called, providing me with my 10:30am calltime for the second day's shoot the next day.

Thursday May 26, 2011
Shoot Day 2: cooking on the beach
I arrived for my 10:30am calltime by 10:05, which was good as the callsheet emailed to me had my calltime as 10:15am.
But it made little difference as I was not utilized until the very end of the day, around 5pm'ish. As I waited throughout the day, one thing I mistakenly did was not apply enough sunscreen on my legs, considering for the film I was provided shorts... and I fell asleep.
Fnally I was brought to set, as it were, my legs having become lobster red. Due to the sun's position, I had to do things mirror-imaged, and for the film I was told the image would be flopped. The chair's arm's has a slot on the left and a round can-holder on the right. This aspect will shift in the flopped image, though the little blue AM radio my character has goes from the round hole filmed the day before (the right armrest), to the slot (the left armrest), though the flopped image will have the radio on the right armrest; when I set up my chair and umbrella it will be on the "right hand" slot, then it will be on the right hand round-hole.
When we were done, I was considerably thanked, and I looked forward to seeing how the bittersweet little film turns out.
As I went to wrap out, Paola had paperwork for me which I easily could have handled during the many hours throughout the day during which I literally had nothing to do. I could understand the SAG Exhibit sheet with sign-in and sign-out times (which apparently they'd neglected to have me do the day before as well, but I was promised a copy would be emailed to me [it wasn't]...), as the time moved towards the bus pick-up up on the main road which I really needed to catch. I finally could go and I rushed across the flat beach, up the Arizona overpass and made it with ten minutes to spare.
And the scheduled bus never showed up.
That or it was 35 minutes late.
Thankfully it still got me to Union station just in time to catch the rest of the connections.
By the time I got to my last stop, with another mile to hike from there to where I've been staying, my sun burnt legs were really hurting big time. What concerned me most was my having a USC shoot the very next day, and my desperate hope/s that I would not have to cancel working on it due to a solar-inflicted injury.

Tuesday July 05, 2011
Partial paperwork
Paola emailed some of the paperwork at the end of the shoot to which she had referred, but the single sheet would indicate my receipt of (and my having reviewed) certain paperwork, copies of which I had not previously been provided.
I replied with a few clarifying questions, so I wasn't signing something that would come across as untrue.

Friday September 02, 2011
Screening scheduled
One of the producers, Sole Uriarte, emailed us that along with other student film shorts, Drowned would be screened at Warner Bros. Screening Room 5 on Friday, September 16th, somewhere between 7:30pm and 10pm. To attend, I would have to skip attending the first night of the San Pedro HP Lovecraft Film Festival for which I had tickets. I decided I would attend the event on Saturday, despite the seemingly problematic transit back home. If the short shows earlier in the block of shorts, I would be able to catch one easier than if it were last, thereby having me wait another 50 minutes for the next bus to south Hollywood.
I replied in the affirmative, that I would attend.

Friday, September 16th, 2011
My friends' family had a massive wedding out in Santa Barbara, one family aspect of which asked if I could house- and dog-sit for their two wonderful beagles. Unfortunately I agreed prior to realizing it was the same weekend I had the Drowned screening, a screening of my friend Max Bartoli's Atlantis Down to which I'd been invited, and the HP Lovecraft film festival down in San Pedro. I had to miss all three evening events as I could not leave the dogs unattended too long, particularly in the evening.
The upside was that during my that-week's edition of my weekly online live radio show The Paranormal View, some unexplained Weird Things took place (that even could be heard both live during the show, and in the podcast). I knew the house in which I was had had a reputation for having had ghosts in the past, but as now and then came unexplained Knocks I could not locate (and the acclimated dogs were of no help), I did not have batteries for my digital recorder with which to do any EVP sessions.

Monday November 21, 2011
Project update
Wishing us a Happy Thanksgiving, Paola Gazzaneo emailed cast and crew that they had a final cut for Drowned; that they were extremely happy with the results and would start to send the short film to festivals this week. They would also be sending us a Vimeo link soon, which hopefully does not imply our not receiving our contractually obligated DVD copy so we can use bits for reels, etc.
We were requested to send along any photographs we might have taken during the shoot, which would "help a great deal to relive some good memories." Sheepishly realizng that somehow I'd previously neglected to add such shots to the page, I quickly added them below.

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Behind the scenes for the student film short ''Drowned'' Behind the scenes for the student film short ''Drowned'' Behind the scenes for the student film short ''Drowned'' Behind the scenes for the student film short ''Drowned'' Behind the scenes for the student film short ''Drowned''
Behind the scenes for the student film short ''Drowned'' Behind the scenes for the student film short ''Drowned'' Behind the scenes for the student film short ''Drowned'' Behind the scenes for the student film short ''Drowned'' Behind the scenes for the student film short ''Drowned''

Tuesday April 10, 2012
New screening scheduled
Seven months since the shoot, I received an email from Marcio, that Drowned had been selected at the LA edition of the New York International Film Festival, and that Wednesday 11th there would a an opening event in Beverly Hills from 7pm to 11pm where the crew members of each short film are invited.
On Thursday 12th at 8pm the screening of Drowned would take place, for which tickets allegedly could be purchased in advance with some form of discount, its poorly designed website notwithstanding.
I learned that the short film has its own imdb entry now, and I also discovered that I was rather out of the loop of the film regarding news and updates, and that the film also had its own (abeit irritatingly FLASH intensive) website, complete with cast listing (where for the first time I uncovered that my character name had been changed from Edward to Robert, as well as somewhat needlessly clarifying who was the female lead, and Christi Lynch and I were "secondary"...), a production still of me on the site's gallery page, and the promise of an eventual trailer (plus a li'l artwork drawing of me in the corner).
Noting in a previous entry that there had been talk of a link Vimeo video, to date with which I'd also not been provided.
I replied, confirming should no bookings pop up, I would be in attendance both nights, clarifying as to the venues. The email spoke of Beverly Hills, presumably the free Wednesday night screening, as the ticket site declared the Thusday night of the festival would be at Raleigh Studios across from Paramount.
I also inquired as to the status of receiving my DVD copy, were I to attend the event evening/s.
Marcio replied in the early afternoon clarifying Wedneday would be at Raleigh, Thursday would be Beverly Hills. The website was a bit of a rush job, he explained, to accomodate film festival/s; he asked for a bio, so I provided him with my bio page. Marcio indicated he'd bring with him my copy of the DVD, and I let him know my plan was to attend both evening events, if no surprise booking/s came up.
Little did I know, or remember anyway, how much the Universe lives for Irony.
I attended a screening that evening of The Cabin in the Woods, on queue for which my calling service notified me that through Rich King I had been booked for the next day on the feature comedy Get A Job, meaning there was now a 99% chance I would not be wrapped in time for the Wednesday evening screening. I let Marcio know, and that I would hope I can make it to the Thursday event I'd planned on attending "anyway."

Thursday April 12, 2012
Upcoming film festival screenings and this night's Beverly Hills New York Film Festival
With the previous day's shoot having me miss the free screening (we were signed out at 10:30pm), I at least had the film festival screening tonight, albeit having to pay for it. There was talk of advance tickets having a discount, but it turned out to be a bait-and-switch scam: the $15.00 ticket price was "reduced" to $12.00 online, but to acquire them, they tagged on a $3.75 "service" fee, making the "discounted advance purcase" almost a full dollar higher than the actual ticket price.
Being "too old a fish to be caught in such a net" (to lift a quote from one of my top favourite Doctor Who stories), I chose to risk tickets being available at the door.
Marcio also emailed us with updated information, about the next big event: that Drowned had also been selected at the Newport Beach Film Festival in Orange County between April 26th and May 3rd.
Drowned would be screened on May 3rd at 4pm at the Triangle Square Cinemas 1 (1870 Harbor Boulevard in Costa Mesa), in the block of shorts called "What She Did for Short," and the twelve dollar tickets would be able to be purchased in advance.
As generally is the case with such film festivals, certainly Newport Beach, it is all but impossible to obtain from their website any actual specific information on any films being screened that aren't the big tent-pole projects. If the film makers do not promote their own short subjects and/or features... it's highly likely the film won't have much in the way of attendence.
I also noticed that April 26th at the Newport Beach festival they would be premiering Jewtopia, a feature film comedy on which I worked, though with a $125 opening-night ticket price, I felt it might be more financially prudent to await its release in theatres.
Back at the beginning of 2012 I had moved to Hollywood from Altadena, north of Pasadena, so I was not even two miles from Raleigh Studios. I walked about 95% of the way there, and only caught a bus the last two stops before my destination as it happened to show up while I was walking.
I got to the building where Strictly Background had screened, and found far more people already there than I had anticipated. As many were taking the opportunity for being Interviewed or photographed at the Film Festival Banner Wall, I managed to subtley circumvent the crowd and head on in. I obtained my ticket while, based on results, most most likely I could have just gone in.
I went up to the Chaplin Auditorium at which we'd all been told was the venue, and by 7:30pm the auditorium was packed. But the announced film was called Mount Rêve, and as 8pm passed, I began to suspect this was not a short (which later I'd learn was its origins), the dreadfully "acted," extremely poorly made "film" was its feature version.
As a few people had bailed a few moments before confirming my decision to do so myself, I hastily retreated the auditorium at about 8:10, and as I got downstairs I didn't even have to ask, as there was Marcio and Paola, asking the same questions, having also been misdirected to the wrong auditorium. We went up to the (substantially smaller) Mary Pickford auditorim where the block of shorts had already begun.
The majority of them were sadly pretty bad, some thankfully at least bad enough to be MSTie fodder in my head. Some had better intentions than others (e.g., intending not to be as bad as it'd turned out). The short in on which we walked was the inexplicable The Flowering of Salvation, coming across as though the baffling Meshes of the Afternoon were directed by Ingmar Bergman.
The program description for I, Omega reads as follows: "A man's life is overturned when his eight year old daughter is savagely raped and murdered by a registered sex offender. Furious with the insignificant judicial system, he launches a violent crusade against those predators as a means of punishment and revelation for their sins." Seriously, that would have been an awesome short. Instead, we got I, Omega, in which a Jason Stratham'y looking guy in black foot-chases and parcour-pursues a guy in a t-shirt and underwear (literally billed as Underwear Man). There is voice-over, but it's barely made clear (until the end), that the pursuer is the narrator, who after quite an elaborate if pointless chase, catches up with Underwear Man and strangles him with a dog chain-leash The Man uses to carry his cross... and to strangle sex offenders.
Jeudi 19 (Thursday the 19th) is continuing evidence that French movies need to Stop Being Made.
The Amazing Charleroux was a funny, super-dark comedy about a stage magician with whose assistant perfects the perfect Cutting A Woman In Half illusion.
The fantastic descent into madness, Ethereal Chrysalis was a colourful mind-eff feast of visualized insanity (the wtf appearance of a distant cousin of Gamera was awesome, mostly as it elicited considerable, and presumeably unintentional, audience laughter); the short film's official website however, appears to contain a trojan virus, according to my Firefox browser.
Recompense (a retelling of The Monkey's Paw), had some very good acting and as a 1911 period piece, had some extremely high production values, but the scripted adaptation itself fell a bit short, so the actors could only do as they were Directed to do.
Powerless was okay... but in my head I MSTie joked the end which turned out to be 100% accurate, which tends to happen.
The Hanging Tree was an unforgiveable mishmash that couldn't figure out whether it was telling a ghost story or trying to be suspenseful, neither at which it succeeded. It certainly had no actual actors in it, let alone the lame script. At one point instead of just recording the environment at a riverside, they'd "foleyed" in someone obviously moving/shloshing water about in a bathtub.
Drowned was shown "last"... that is, it was reshown, as the last film; it had been the second film in the block, but it'd already been shown and I'd missed it, due to the festival having sent me/us to the wrong auditorium. Paola and/or Marcio had gone to the back and urged them to reshow it, pointing out we'd been sent to the wrong auditorium, and that I had come all the way from Pasadena, and they consented to do so (she was not lying as she was as yet aware I'd moved back to Hollywood, close enough to walk to Raleigh Studio). Amusingly enough, as we went out some other filmmakers Marcio knew indicated their own pleasure it had been rescreened, considering the other shorts through which they too had had to suffer.
Indeed, while I do my utmost to avoid Music Man Syndrome, I was quite impressed with the short, and it did help as to its high-end production value/s and Look and Feel as opposed to what shorts we'd just viewed. Marcio pointed out that indeed all my shots are flopped/mirror imaged (I'd noticed the reverse type on the newspaper). At one point after the lead emerges from the water she's so well lit she almost seems to be green-screened in to the shot.
Marcio provided me with my DVD copy of the short and he and Paola offered me a lift, at first thinking they could drop me at the subway, at which point they learned I was more local again, and not as far as I had been when we'd shot it. Marcio also pointed out I had not really missed a screening the night before; that event was more of a mixer party, so while it may have been a good networking opportunity, I would not have seen the film until the FUBAR-ed Thursday night festival.
We discussed the May 3rd screening at the Newport Beach Film Festival, and it was decided that they we would attend, and they could give me a lift there and back, so I would acquire my ticket for the "What She Did for Short" block.

Thursday May 03, 2012
Newport Beach screening
With Paola, Marcio picked me up around 2:30pm and after battling some traffic, we arrived at the Newport Beach Film Festival venue about 3:40pm for the 4pm What She Did for Short block of shorts in which Drowned was a part.
Ours was shown fourth of the eight shorts, the others of which being far better than those shown with Drowned at the previous film festival at Raleigh Studios on the 12th.
Office Romance 2.0 was amusing, as was the somewhat lengthy Busco Empleo (Looking for a Job). Anything for You was well written and edited, as was Mouthbreather and Carnations, while Two was far more dramatic and dark (a stage play monologue split into a dialogue between a woman and a younger aspect of herself, both by the same actress), and the slightly dissapointing Seek which seemed more to rely on how many locations on Earth to which they could get as opposed to the thriller about the premise was supposed to be.
There were to be two after-parties, and it we'd discussed the lateness thereof, so as I'd found I was able to return via public transit, Marcio dropped me off a couple of blocks away at the start of the OCTA 43 line, which took me up to Disneyland, albeit tardily so, and I missed the initial 460 bus connection and had to wait for the next, "fortunately" late enough the wait time wasn't overly long, and from downtown I caught the local bus taking me up to my second closest bus stop, getting me back at 10:45pm (after catching that first 6:19pm-scheduled Costa Mesa bus when it picked me up at aboot 6:27pm).
While on the first bus, I went through the mega-program guide for the festival, stumbling across that in a later same-day block of shorts was being shown The Lepidoctor. a USC short on which I worked, for which I never received my contracutally owed DVD copy. Had I noticed that earlier, I might have renegotiated; while Marcio and Paola and all went to the parties, I'd attend that block (as Marcio was kind enough to buy my ticket for the block in which his film was shown), and by the time my block ended, their partying would be close to finished, and I'd have headed back with them (as opposed to the four+ hours by public transit).

Geoffrey Gould in ''Drowned''
[the female lead has requested I
remove all mention of her herein.
Geoffrey Gould in ''Drowned''
[the female lead has requested I
remove all mention of her herein].
Geoffrey Gould in ''Drowned''
Dibs on a spot
Geoffrey Gould in ''Drowned''
Setting up
Geoffrey Gould in ''Drowned''
Stupid umbrella...
Unaware my awesomness
has attracted a cutie
 ''Drowned''  ''Drowned''
Reading "Mirror Universe" newspaper...
Dang sunlight...!
''Drowned'' ''Drowned'' Geoffrey Gould foreground, stunt woman in water in ''Drowned''
[Stunt woman] calling / hoping for "help"
Geoffrey Gould foreground, stunt woman in water in ''Drowned''
But not loud enough...
Christi Lynch
Christi Lynch
[that's not the monolith from 2001:
the female lead has requested I
remove all mention of her herein].
End Credits cast list; ''Drowned''
End Credits cast list

Saturday June 16, 2012
New Screening
I received a Facebook notice from the NewFilmmakers Series that Wednesday, July 11, 2012 was yet another night of screenings. I had attended a screening of Maiden and the Princess back on May 14, 2012, so I was surprised this "festival" was still going on after two months.
The event page listed the second program block:
9:30PM Shorts Program #1 Screening:
* Angela Wright (Dir. Mu Sun)
* Chomp! (Dir. Adam and Joe Horton)
* The Apartment (Dir. Melanie Travis)
* Drowned (Dir. Juan Marcio Migliorisi)
* Took a Bullet (Dir. Daniel Zagayer) [which turns out either to feature or have as background my friend Rhoda Pell]
10:29PM Q&A with Shorts Program #2 Filmmakers
10:40PM Shorts Program #2 After-Party
I suspected they had a typo, and that the 9:30pm screening block is Program #2, not #1; I asked, to clarify, so I would obtain the correct block ticket.

NewFilmakers Los Angeles
NewFilmakers Los Angeles

Wednesday July 11, 2012
Sunset Gower Screening
Shortly after midnight, along with Christi Lynch and the short's lead, Marcio emailed me regarding the NewFilmmakers Festival screening at Gower Studios. He apologized for the very short notice, but he'd been dealing with the visa renewal process again, but with that handled, he was "back to life and taking care again of Drowned."
He relayed the online ticketing information (in my reply I pointed out having acquired my ticket at the end of June).
Marcio also provided at what future film festivals it would be shown as well as an update on at what festivals it has been shown (such as the Newport Beach Film Festival):
* New York International Independent Video and Film Festival (at which it won Best Drama Short)
* DC Shorts in Washington DC, September 6-16
* Santa Monica Beach Film Festival at (on?) Santa Monica Beach, November 3rd
* Busho Film Festival in Hungary, September 5-9
* Salento Film Festival in Tricase, Italy, September 9-15
* NewFilmmakers Film Festival (that night)
In the mid-morning I walked over to Paramount for an interview, consisting of my photo being taken towards possible being chosen as a recurring featured backgrounder for season two of American Horror Story. So it was barely a hike to get to Sunset Gower Studios again by 9pm. Marcio, Paola and friends arrived in time for a few On The Red Carpet Film Festival Wall photos. The othe shorts we saw were okay, far better than those shown with Drowned back at the Raleigh festival.
Rhoda was just background for the moderately amusing Took a Bullet short. The audio for Angela Wright was a bit muddy, but its title-role lead Genevieve Farrell was the short's best aspect.
While no one in the cast was there apart from myself, Drowned was very well received; it got laughs in the right spots and proper reactions to the right pathos spots. Compared to the After Party taking place after the Maiden and the Princess screening, this one was a graveyard
Before the block of shorts began, my good friend Bill Blair spotted me and said hi, afterward graciously gaving me a lift home. He indicated observing (having attended the previous block of films as well, prior to the 9:30pm block), at no time did any of the directors during the Q&A session make a single reference or thanks to their respective pools of on-screen talent.

Thursday September 12, 2012
Award winning
I received an email from Marcio, inviting cast and crew to an award ceremony where Drowned was to receive the award for Best Drama Short at the New York Independent International Film Festival at the Confidential in Beverly Hills; a very upscale event: red carpet and all the trimmings. I confirmed so my name would be on the guest list.
On the Red Carpet Marcio thanked all of us very much for our work that made the short possible. It turned out that Marcio was in Uruguay, so he asked those of us able to attend to take some nice pictures and enjoy ourselves on his behalf. Marcio also conveyed into which festivals Drowned had either already been shown or would be: the New York International Independent Film Festival, Newport Beach Film Festival, the NewFilmmakers (LA edition), DC shorts (listing) Maryland Film Festival, Santa Monica Festival, Raindance Film Festival in the UK (listing), Salento Film Festival in Italy, Busho Film Festival in Hungary, San Diego Film Festival, and Austin Film Festival, "among others."
In my confirmation reply I jokingly indicated that the film's humour must have been lost on those who were giving it an award as a drama. I added however, that years ago director Joe Dante told me "If you make the scariest horror film ever, and the press say, 'We loved your comedy!', you *don't* say, 'Idiots! It was a horror film!' What you *DO* say it: 'Thank you for enjoying my comedy'..."
He replied that such was good advice, also confirming that the September 26-30 San Diego Film Festival, the October 18-25 Austin Film Festival and the November 3rd Santa Monica Film Festival (at the Annenberg Beachhouse), were to be the next festivals, but that the festivals had not yet confirmed their respective screening dates.
I arrived on time, had my photo taken on the Red Carpet, et al. I had no idea who else was confirmed to attend. The venue was the Continental, which used to be called the Aqua Bar, an event or three to which I'd previously attended. Now it was filled to far more than I think the fire marshall would have allowed, and 90%+ of those there never shut up when things "got started."
The awards aspect of the evening was a complete clusterfnck. It was such a nightmare that when they got to Marcio's win (the awards were just Award Certificates), the increasingly unfunny emcee and his overly foreign-accented "assistant" (for her looks over her elocution), they muttered it. And no one either was in attendance or heard his name announced, the obnoxious crowd overshadowing the proceedings. It did not occur to me to walk up and accept it for Marcio (after all, I knew where he lived), but by then I was so disgusted I departed, mostly as I had to get home to check my email. Whilst waiting my calling service called to confirmed my being booked for a Chelsea Handler promo for the next day, the details of which were being emailed to me from production.

Tuesday January 29, 2013
Not forgotten
While speaking on the phone with my author and paranormal investigator friend Sally Richards, she brought up the Santa Monica Film Festival, which as we talked, I looked up to report it being set to run sometime in August, with by then no confirmed dates yet. While it was still accepting submissions, it also listed what films it had already accepted. I glanced at the simple text-list of selections, then noticed one title in particular, checking to find it was indeed Drowned, confirmed to be screened but as of this date, no scheduled date or time.

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