Every year, I tell myself I am not going to be sad now that my life returns to normalcy. I won’t see my friends so frequently (e.g. once every hour and a half). My neck feels vacant without my Press badge. That yellow ball in the sky seems so bright. Yes, number 36 is in the record books for attendance (85,000), awards, and of course spirit. Check out this picture of last night’s ceremony.
It’s been a pleasure blogging about the festival. I look forward to seeing you at Festival 37. In the meantime, feel free to join my movie group. We head over to the Cedar Lee, Cinematheque, Art Museum and other venues on a regular basis.