above: at a different glamorous, star-studded award thing
I’ve been nominated for a Spirit Award, and I’m auctioning off a DREAM* DATE allowing the lucky winner to attend the glamorous**, star-studded*** Spirit Awards with me. Bidding closes Jan-29-09 19:42:45 PST.
Date: February 21, 2009
Lunch: 12:30 pm
Location: Santa Monica Beach, Los Angeles
Age, race, caste, gender, orientation, marital status no bar. Getting in usually costs at least $2,500 per person.
This is part of a fundraising drive to get my award-winning feature film, Sita Sings the Blues, out of copyright jail.
The lucky winner will get to prance down the Red Carpet with me (photographers! paparazzi! none of whom will know who the hell we are because they all want photos of movie stars), eat whatever they serve for lunch, drink the booze that inevitably flows freely and at film events (I personally don’t drink, so if you’re sober at least you’ll have me to talk to), clap politely, and listen to me yak on and on about copyright reform and freedom of speech. Optional: pick me up from my friends’ house in Glendale (because I don’t drive – I’m a New Yorker!) and enjoy VIP valet parking!
Also you’ll get the satisfaction of supporting Free Speech.
BID HERE! You have until January 29.
*asexual dreams only
***the joint’s gonna be crawling with celebrities
OK, so I’m not in Athens right now. I left Israel early. I got sick, is what happened. A little food poisoning, a little irritable bowel syndrome, a little appetite loss and not eating for days, a little nervous breakdown, and next thing you know I’m back in New York trying to recover in a friend’s apartment, because I lost mine to bed bugs in July – not that that could be contributing to my stress or anything.
Unfortunately airports and airplanes and trying to sleep in different time zones are kind of killing me, so I’m canceling personal appearances for the next few weeks. It is a serious bummer, because I love meeting audiences and doing Q and A’s; and also because some of my upcoming lecture gigs actually pay, and I need the money. But my body and brain apparently can’t take this much travel, and I’m really sick.
On a bright note, the Rehovot International Women’s Film Festival was amazing – really excellent films, and excellent women. I also met some wonderful animators from ASIFA-Israel.
An ongoing feature in which I recommend the work and websites of people who buy me lunch. Today’s entry: Joan Hilty!
Joan Hilty‘s been in comics since the bad old days when I worked in the field. Sexism, stupidity, superheroes on steroids – she’s seen it all. But unlike me, Joan’s not a quitter. Not only is she still doing her own comics, she’s also an editor at DC. Over falafel, babaganush, hummus, and homemade pita at Gazala Place, we agreed that alternative comics have improved dramatically in the past two decades, while newspaper strips have somehow slid further into decline (overall – there are always exceptions). Joan and I have run in similar circles for years, and were both recently – but separately – reunited with our mutual friend Roz. I can’t believe it’s taken me this long to meet her!
Would YOU like to be featured in Eats for Endorsement? Then buy me dinner. My email address is at the bottom of the middle column, the one with the pictures linking to my movies and cartoons and stuff.
loud thumping techno music will be banned. Also all food will be eaten sitting down, not standing in a crowded room off a teensy disposable plate held in one hand and a drink in the other.
Other than that, I’m having a great time at Tribeca!
Back to our story: we last saw Sita Sings the Blues about to have her North American premiere at the Tribeca Film Festival:
Friday, April 25, 8:15 pm, AMC Village VII
AMC Village VII (AV7)
66 Third Avenue (at 11th Street)
I’m happy to announce we now have a venue for the premiere afterparty:
1 W 3rd St
New York, NY 10012
They’ll make space for us as a group at 10pm onwards, and we’ll order and pay for food and drinks like other customers. They’ll also play “our” music. Yays!
I want to attend an Indian seder this year, but I don’t know any Indian Jews here (although totally secular, I am an Ashkenazi Jew). I also like Indian food. And I have sufficient chutzpah to ask, in public, to be invited to an Indian seder. I’ll bring grape juice!