I've almost finished writing my script. By the end of February, I should have completed the first (and last: I only write prodigy-style) draft. After that, all I need to do is either sell it (a cop-out, I admit) or direct it. Either of these results will equal success at my high school reunion. As my friend Nick Stevens - who just visited New York recently - pointed out, even if I just sold the script, the pre-production buzz about what actors were going to play what characters, who was going to direct, etc. would overshadow just about every "Wow, so you produced Napoleon Dynamite, huh? Sweet!" conversation.
To be able to sell or raise funding to direct the script, however, I need contacts. I have a few already. But I need more. To this end, I am volunteering at the Sundance Film Festival starting about a week from now. I have a friend to stay with in Salt Lake City, but the main action is in Park City. Unfortunately, I don't have a driver's license, for reasons explained in the last entry of my very first blog, 'it's a mod, mod, mod, mod world,' so I would need a ride to and from SLC/Park City every single day of the festival. OR, I would need a way to stay in Park City.
Are there any Utah-based Beat Jeremy Coon readers who can help me?
At the moment I'm in Los Angeles. This is a city I've defended for many a year, shielding it from what I once thought was the irrational, inexplicable hate I would witness every time the city merely came up in conversation. After this trip, however, I agree. Los Angeles is a cold, merciless city with nothing to offer but a stiff neck from sleeping on a stranger's couch and some really good friends. Get out of L.A., guys! The frozen, snowy arms of Salt Lake City look much warmer to me now than the sunny shores of Venice.