My schedule the last couple of days has prohibited my seeing more than two festival movies in a given day so far. I plan to correct this injustice over the weekend – and maybe even into next week – but for now I am satisfied with showing up at the Regal Cinema at LA Live after work, and picking up a free ticket to whatever screening I can make it to.
Another month, another live read. This one actually wasn’t even supposed to happen. What’s more, I wasn’t supposed to be able to attend – I should have had rehearsal this evening. But the stars (and schedules) aligned and Jason Reitman and I found ourselves face-to-face (with several yards in between) once again, this time for a reading of the script for The Graduate, written by Calder Willingham and Buck Henry.