Having just returned from the bold and the beautiful star-studded Toronto Film Festival, I quite honestly miss LA...slightly.
What does it take to get to that "star" caliber? I wandered aimlessly around Toronto this past weekend hoping that I would become star struck by an angelic vision of a glamorous movie star. Instead, I was struck down by human bulldozers as they tried to take a snap shot of Viggo from "Lord of the Rings." At least, I think it was him. It was hard to tell while being blinded by all of the flashing bulbs from the point and shoot cameras held by amateur paparazzi-fans beside me.
I like Toronto. I like it better than LA and possibly even New York, but the weather wouldn't suit my fancy. I once camped out in -20 degree weather, and I had to keep pinching myself to make sure I didn't fall asleep in my outdoor refrigerator, fearing I might never wake to see the light of day again. That would put a whole new meaning to freezing yourself in a time capsule, wouldn't it? But...I digress.
I met up with my up-and-coming actor friend who will be very famous in a matter of months. He will humbly disagree with me on that point, but I have the utmost faith in his career, mainly because he has his head on his shoulders which I can't even say for myself. Is that how you "make it" in sordid Hollywoodland? The other option is to imitate the likes of Amy Winehouse and become famous for “trying” to detox in a five star institute. These are the two extremes of Hollywood; creative stability and creative insanity. I will opt for the former.
My claim to fame this weekend was being interviewed by the "New Tang Dynasty Television" station...what? Yes, that was my question too. They told me they were Russian reporters, but that they are based out of New York, but part of a Chinese TV station. I figure it sounds multicultural, so good on them, oui? You can view the hilarity here by cutting and pasting this link into your browser...
http://english.ntdtv.com/?c=256&a=4831
They were interested in my opinion on the Finnish film "Three Wise Men" which was a great take on men drinking copious amounts of alcohol in a Karaoke bar, all the while reflecting on their sordid and disturbing lives. It was like watching a male version of "Sex in the City" combined with a Finnish re-make of "Leaving Las Vegas." I was left feeling equally hungover and pleased that my life wasn't even half as bad as these "wise men."
In any case, going to a film festival has inspired me. What things could I do with MY life? Maybe next time, the Russian reporter will be replaced by Ryan Seacrest, and I too will have flashing bulbs of star struck fans vying for my million dollar smile. Uh...right. Would I even want that? Careful what you wish upon a star for…
By Ms. Heels
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