By David Poland firstname.lastname@example.org
I’m not saying that there weren’t plenty of whores on every corner of Main Street for those who wished to indulge in irrelevancy. But to this set of eyes, it seemed that the ferocity was cut pretty much in half from last year. Really… half.
The response, of course, is now that there wasn’t enough sparkle… that the swag wasn’t very good this year… that the parties were a bit flat. To misquote Hee Haw, “If it weren’t for bad news, we’d make up no news at all… woe, despair and agony on me.”
Really, the two most interesting women’s performances I saw at Sundance this year were JR Valentin as Maximo Oliveros in The Blossoming of Maximo Oliveros and Chiwetel Ojiofor as Lola in Kinky Boots. Ironically, the two women who show up on screen with penises are the only two who are given subtle, complex, unexpected notes to play, though Ojiofor’s drag queen is a bit more in the Hollywood-By-Way-Of-The-Full-Monty than the remarkable intimacy of Maximo Oliveros.