Almost Fugit

I knew I would always love Patrick Fugit for his portrayel of young William Miller in "Almost Famous." Not even the ham-fisted "Saved" or the Lifetime-esque "White Oleander" could change my mind. But then he went and made a good movie, nay a great movie, and rewarded me for four years of slavish devotion (and he's only one year younger than me, so it's not gross!). "Wristcutters: A Love Story" is a quirky, off-beat and hilarious story about love and suicide. This movie is SO good it made Shannyn "block of wood" Sossamn look like a real human being. But most of all it's about Patrick being charming and cute (while being depressed and morose, not many can accomplish that). I went into super-paparazzi mode, and came up with this speciman. In the continuing vein of "stars are people too, guys," witness Patrick pulling some paparazzi action himself.



The movie also won us over for utilizing the super-fab Ukrainian band Gogol Bordello (did you see "Everything is Illuminated?" That band!). As we were discussing the band, this terminally short, leather-jacketed individual sidles up to us with a cigarette dangling from his mouth. Instead of offering to sell us drugs, he told us his band played in the movie and that they would be playing again in Park City before we left. As he proffered us a CD out of his beanie (yes you read correctly), he admitted it would be a good show if his throat can heal. The doctor's daughter in me bubbled out and I said, "Well keep smoking, then." Christina, in her profound eembarrassment dragged me away. We'll be seeing them play tonight so we'll keep you posted on whether it's worth your time. But, we hear Fugit is playing. OH JOY!!

Speaking of music, Christina and I were at once elated and crushed when we saw that Ben Folds and Liz Phair were playing. We knew we would probably miss it due to our work schedule, but we thought we should at least ask. We found out from the scary bouncer man that it's a private concert. WHY ADVERTIZE IN BIG LETTERS IF IT'S PRIVATE? I ask you. Later that same evening, I struck up conversation with a dude on the shuttle who has the same scarf as I do. Not an easy feat, see the picture of me on the left with my friends Jake and Heath(which I can't get to rotate properly). Turns out this guy represents Liz Phair and offered to get us in. Damn our impossible schedule!! We could have been exclusive and stuff.