Another time I attended a TIFF premiere, that time for Fog Of War by Errol Morris. So exciting to be up close and personal with a director of such accomplishment and outstanding legacy. Predictably I asked the only question not about Robert McNamara and the Vietnam war. I said what’s it like working with Phillip Glass. His answer was awesome. He talked about how they fight and freak out at each other. I was thrilled and so was the crowd or at least it felt that way. Left me feeling like when I have problems it’s not necessarily weird or different, maybe sometimes just part of the process.
When I asked the guy in the long rush hour line about whether the express bus would arrive soon it was clear he couldn’t speak much English. He’s visiting from Mexico doing research at the Osgoode Library (I can’t help talking to strangers) and soon though we couldn’t communicate much we found out the love of Nina Rota was common between us. That’s all I need to know. When later a seat opened up I had to insist it’s he take it.