I don’t know what it is about the Sundance Film Festival, which started last Thursday and runs through this coming Sunday, but man, that place is teeming with jerks. I mean, I know that this is ostensibly an important film festival dedicated to fostering the creative art of cinema, but at this point it’s hard to see it as anything other than a week long episode of Entourage. Oh, they have gifting chalets instead of gifting suites? Neat! And even if being a Vinny Chase is nothing but cocaine omelets and hanging out on Christian Audigier’s yacht on regular days, there is something about all the Vinny Chases (even the Vinny Chases whose work I actually enjoy) being in the same place for one week to hang out and drink champagne and get a million dollars that gets my blood aboil.
Don’t get me wrong, the second that I am invited to the Sundance Film Festival, I am going to ditch this injured nerd posture in a SECOND and join Mila Kunis in the Stussy Lounge. But for now, yuck, right you guys? What a bunch of jerks!