VIP...Let's Kick It

Dear Friends,
 
I was just having a meeting for "Detectives" and had a pretty funny flashback to one of my first ever "industry functions" (aka parties.) I'd just finished my first studio job and was invited by some of the same casting agents to this "industry function where we will be celebrating a prominent independent filmmaker", this was another fancy term for "schmooze" I'm talking "schmooze to the point where you are expected to kiss up and make this filmmaker out to be the next Orson Welles". So I get there on time (big mistake, there was only one other person there….everyone is always 2 hours late for these things) and there's food out, so I just sit there stuffing my face and making awkward conversation. Finally people start showing, and the filmmaker shows up handing out scripts to everyone in sight. That was a smooth way to get yourself "celebrated" I thought. Also, rookie mistake on my part… I showed up alone, being respectful and not bringing 8 other people, but everyone else did. I wish I knew! Anyway then the filmmaker shows a clip of his most recent thing, it was well shot but a bit loud. But it looked good, then the party started filling up, but then at one sudden point it was as if everyone just flipped on their "DIVA" switch... everyone just put the scripts down and started talking about themselves, singing their new "demo" song or breaking out into a "hey look at me, I need attention!" dance. People were ripping pages out of this guys script and exchaging phone numbers on the paper. It got pretty wild. I kept the script (and still have it!) anyway the party ended with me sipping some sambuca with the filmmaker and the casting agent's husband (see? everyone else was talking about themselves but I at least kept up with the theme and hung out with the filmmaker).
 
Funny ending to that day, I got a call from my agent at that time, Annie, about a another "industry function" in Philadelphia and she said "We're in the VIP room, come right in" so I went downtown and hit the club and asked where the VIP room was, someone just pointed, I walked in that direction and just couldn't find it. It was like in the movie SPINAL TAP where they just kept walking and couldn't find the stage.

"I want bigger bread"
 

I kept asking where the VIP room was and everyone kept pointing to the same direction, but somehow... I just kept missing it, after about 15 minutes I decided that if I can't find the VIP room, I don't deserve to be in a VIP room and just headed home. The next day Annie calls me to tell me she was mad I missed the party and that the champagne was flowing freely and a certain ice hockey superstar (at the time) was there and looking for potential wives. It sounded fun, it sounded very much like a JAY Z video, too bad that I just wasn't cool like Jay Z.


 
With that said, I wanted to invite all of you to an "industry func----" I mean "party" we're throwing at a place called THE CUBE to sneak peek "Watching The Detectives" I figured with all the meetings and behind the scenes stuff going on with it, I wanted a chance to get some folks together, to hang out and take a look at what we've been working on, so I talked to these good folks at THE CUBE, which is this entire venue which celebrates 80's pop culture to screen it with some other little fun short films and trailers. If you're all available on Saturday, February 27th at 7pm, please come on out, admission is free, and there'll be food and drink specials and we'll just be there taking it easy and having a good time. We'll all be at 16 Marrows Road, Newark DE (why DE, because we filmed it there, good times) 19713 (302) 533 7178
 
I'm not sure if there's a VIP room there, it doesn't really matter if they do, because chances are... I wouldn't be able to find it anyway.
 
take care and be good,
TIM