07-08-2026, 08:09 AM
I'm in a puddle of weirdness where the faint whiff of hope surrounds me. First, I'm dealing with the advancement to the semi-finals of the DUMBO. Why the festival just can't tell me whether I'm in or out on the first day is a puzzlement. My suspicion is they send out a bit of false hope before crushing filmmaker dreams. I don't believer there will be much to change their minds about the entries in the next six days when they announce. Still, whiff of hope.
Yesterday, I received an email from the director at the Marina Del Rey FF, saying they want to talk to me about a screening opportunity. I was confused because Iron Crotch was already rejected by the MDR FF. I said as much in my responding email. This could go a couple of ways. One, they had made a mistake and will be sorry they sent me an email. Or it is the beginning of another money making opportunity for the film festival. They'll ask me for more money for another entry to a sister festival.
The email I received back answered none of those questions. They did acknowledge they had rejected Iron Crotch but they still want to talk to me. They want to talk to me on the phone about in their words "a potential screening opportunity". This could be another money making opportunity for them where I pay them to screen Iron Crotch. Or another film has dropped out of their festival and they are looking for a replacement. Time will tell. I'm waiting on a response on setting up the meeting.
Stupid hope.
Yesterday, I received an email from the director at the Marina Del Rey FF, saying they want to talk to me about a screening opportunity. I was confused because Iron Crotch was already rejected by the MDR FF. I said as much in my responding email. This could go a couple of ways. One, they had made a mistake and will be sorry they sent me an email. Or it is the beginning of another money making opportunity for the film festival. They'll ask me for more money for another entry to a sister festival.
The email I received back answered none of those questions. They did acknowledge they had rejected Iron Crotch but they still want to talk to me. They want to talk to me on the phone about in their words "a potential screening opportunity". This could be another money making opportunity for them where I pay them to screen Iron Crotch. Or another film has dropped out of their festival and they are looking for a replacement. Time will tell. I'm waiting on a response on setting up the meeting.
Stupid hope.
As a matter of fact, my anger does keep me warm