While the NYC film community indulged itself in panels, meetings and parties downtown, I've been holed up in the Sheraton with Richard Branson, Madeline Albright, Jimmy Carter, Hamid Karzai, Queen Rania, Richard Holbrook, Desmond Tutu, Al Gore, Clinton and loads of press, volunteers and rich people who've I've been hoping will drop their check books on the ground in front of me.
Branson just dedicated $3 Billion to help develop alternative fuels over the next ten years. I just wanna finance a film so I can employ all kinds of alternative SAG actors. Shit, he literally just walked by me...."Uh.....Mr Branson? Wanna finance an indie film?"
I call B*llsh*t!!! I think you're just on a bender! But if you're not, can you give Sir Branson my phone number. I'm married, but my hubby will not only forgive me but will encourage me on that one!!!
Posted by: Darrien | September 22, 2006 at 08:33 AM
Michael, don't you listen to the insecure ramblings of your co-workers. They're just jealous because you're better than they are.
Posted by: Paul Bales | September 22, 2006 at 12:45 PM
Don't listen to him, Michael. You're definately nowhere near as radical as me.
Posted by: princess eliza | September 22, 2006 at 12:52 PM