DISPOSABLE MEMORIES FROM SXSW
I pack quickly the night before leaving for SXSW. Not only do I forget to bring business cards, I don’t even pack my digital camera. I pop into a CVS once I’ve landed in Austin and pick up a two-pack of disposable cameras. I’m surprised they still sell them.
My five day jaunt across SXSW is a flurry of rain, movies, tacos, friends, panels, and long lines. I watch Purple Rain on VHS. I watch V/H/S in a movie theater. I’m asked by multiple people if I’ve heard what this year’s Tiny Furniture is. I hear a big-four agent tell a filmmaker that he thinks they’re “really talented,” but that he hopes their next movie will be “faster.” I feel agoraphobic on an hourly basis.
I see no homeless people boosting wi-fi signals. I find it refreshing to take pictures and have to wait days to see how they develop.
I run into Factory 25 founder Matt Grady and Bad Fever director Dustin Guy Defa on the official SXSW shuttle. Defa implores me to check out his new short Family Nightmare, a hallucinatory compilation of family home video. I do, and it scares me.
Actress Karrie Crouse and director Martha Stephens, both of Pilgrim Song, one of my favorite films at the festival. Read my interview with Stephens here.