Song Lyric of the Day:
I will find you, I will heal the ruins left inside you / Cause I’m still here, breathing now / I’m still here, breathing now / I’m still here, breathing now
Low Shoulder / “Through the Trees“
While I’m enjoying the Toronto International Film Festival immensely, it is exhausting going to this many movies. I would bet money that Rich just laughed his ass of at that. The blisters on my feet are re-aggravated after today, to the point that I just faux-drunkenly limped home from George A. Romero’s Survival of the Dead. I may have to skip a movie at this point just to update ye olde blog here about the movies I’ve seen the last two days. For now, I’ll just say that I was thisclose to George Clooney (pix to be posted later) and almost thisclose to Colin Farrell (pix to be posted later). And I enjoyed meeting a couple of the actors from the movie tonight, with whom I had my photo taken (yes, pix to be posted later).
Going to try and grab some sleep now, since tomorrow starts with my earliest movie yet, The Men Who Stare at Goats, at 11:30AM. And then I have four more movies after that.
Have I mentioned that doing nothing but watching movies is exhausting? It’s sooooo much fun.
Wow. Barely six hours of sleep is not enough here. Which of my five movies to sacrifice today? OK, four — I’m definitely going to The Men Who Stare at Goats. I’m thinking it’ll be buh-bye to The Joneses, much as I’d enjoy seeing David Duchovny in person (if he’s here). Decisions, decisions.