By Ray Pride Pride@moviecitynews.com

Picturing Sundance 2014 x 13 (Plus 140-Character Grasps For Instantaneous Truth)

If you go to parties, you miss movies. If you go to movie after movie after movie, you don’t have time to write, let alone think. But! Thank the Movie Godz for Twitter and for photographs. The quick quip and apt snap are more quickly up on my Twitter and Instagram (with RTs from others at the MCNtweets account). A raft of full-on reviews may have to wait a couple days: Wednesday and Thursday are sizing up as quadruple features, at the least. I’m dying to describe the titanic charm and simple, subversive comic loveliness of Obvious Child at length, as well as delve into the painterly effects of Love Is Strange, the look of which seems patterned after many of the artists who would have been contemporaries of John Lithgow’s character. Alas! Twitter reactions and more photos below. (The actual Twitter handle is @ebertmovie.)

LIFE-ITSELF-0

Life-Itself
Boyhood
BOYHOODZellner Kikuchi Zellner

Zellner-Kikuchi-Zellner at their opening night pour.

KUMIKO-LoversSundance 2014
Truism
LOVE IS STRANGE
Ancient indiefilm burial ground

The ancient indiefilm burial ground. Jamie Stuart says he can see Happy, Texas from here.

Staff Only

Press office. STAFF ONLY.

Obvious Child

Augment

Stealthfest

Stealthfest. Best rumors hold that FILM X tonight will be Nymphomaniac or Foxcatcher.

P-Brod

Consultant Peter Broderick in motion.

Laggied Lynn

Lynn Shelton, also in motion.

Shuttling

Shuttle

Get off the shuttle, the cool air hits your face, the dusk is blue and luminous, the chatter of the bus falls away, and on the sidewalk, you run into people you’re meant to run into.

Just confessed

Intimacies exchanged at the Slamdance opening night party in an underground parking garage.

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“The purpose of film isn’t to present the kindness of the world.”
~ Isabelle Huppert

The Promised Land steers into the fact that the United States can mean whatever people want it to mean. You may not be able to be Elvis, but you can sure as shit impersonate him for a living. America, like its current President (at least as of this article’s publication), is so dangerous precisely because it’s a blank canvas on which anyone can project their dreams. Whatever it is that you see for yourself, there’s someone you can pay for the pleasure of believing that it’s possible. In his view, the pursuit of happiness is the ultimate con, a delusion that prevents us from seeing our circumstances for what they are.

“Forget the Matrix, it’s the invention of happiness that blinded us to the truth. The rich got richer and the poor help them do it. Jarecki doesn’t argue that the American Dream is dead; he argues that it was never alive in the first place — that we were all lobsters in a pot full of water that was boiling too slowly for any of us to notice. And now it’s time for dinner. Donald J. Trump is the President of the United States. Elvis has left the building.”
~ David Ehrlich