Rally for Kids with Cancer Scavenger Cup...Eva Longoria Parker, Leyla Milani, Heart-throb Adrian Bellani & Gene Simmons strut red carpet fundraiser!

Sexy "Passions" Soap Stud!

Maria Conchita Alonso posed on the hood of a hot rod recalling the glamour days of Hollywood in the 50's, Tony Parker - the MBA star athlete - played the dutiful husband at the side of his elegantly-dressed other-half, and Gene Simmons (Kiss) was cool as a cucumber as he scanned the landscape from behind ubiquitous dark shades.

The red carpet event they were in attendance for was kicking-off the high-profile celebrity "Rally for Kids with Cancer" Scavenger hunt (May 2nd) in tandem with a chi-chi cocktail party to launch the affair at the Tropicana Poolside Lounge at the Roosevelt Hotel.

Post: 05/01/2009

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Amid the upscale tony environs of the old world charm of the Roosevelt Hotel (where the 1st Oscar celebration was held decades ago) it was down to the wire for potential qualifiers (highest fund-raisers) who would learn if they'd be navigating snazzy roadsters 'round the sunny climbs of Southern California and with whom.

Christina DeRosa (Sex Chronicles) was keen on a red BMW for her joy-ride today.

When her handler spied me in the press corps he dashed over.

"Julian, good to see you. Christina, look who's here!"


Ms. DeRosa sashayed up in a stunning royal blue cocktail dress, exquisite matching heels, and understated - but elegant - jewellery to spark up the look.

Normally, the rising star on the Hollywood scene tends to wrap herself up in outfits that overwhelm her petite figure with flourishes in all the wrong places.

Tonight, she was a dazzling fashion plate.

Kudos!

The dynamic duo invited me to take exclusive photos of the talented actress, as she posed in her high-end European sports car, much to the envy of a handful of newsies who strained to get a gander from afar.

Shannon Tweed literally clung to the arm of Gene Simmons as they slowly sauntered down the gauntlet chatting up aggressive media types pining for exclusives.

Although Ms. Tweed was all smiles and full of grace, she appeared to be a bit restrained.

Tall lady!

In spite of it, she tottered on spiffy spike-heels, the epitome of the statuesque blond.

Unlike the bevy of beauties in tow last evening, Tweed chose to downplay her sexual persona.

Indeed, exposed naked flesh was kept to a minimum.

Even still, her busty appeal was not lost on any of the paparazzi on the carpet who snapped away furiously, anyway.

Stephen Baldwin was dapper in a designer jacket and dress slacks with accessories in muted peacock colors that accentuated his individual style.

"You look like a business man," I quipped amid the frenzied hub-bub that was revving up by the second all around us.

He turned to his side-kick and laughed.

Moments earlier, he mentioned his brief stint on "The Apprentice", I was able to segue into chatter about his relationship with Gene.

"I caught a couple of those scenes with Simmons. Was that play-acting? At times, things got a little volatile, didn't they?"

Anxious to smooth over the waters - especially in view of the fact Gene who just a hop-and-a-skip away - he assured me that he "loved" Gene and they were the best of buds.

By the way, Baldwin raised $30,000.00 for the charity to date, which means he'll probably be roaring down the speedway ahead of a couple of the other star participants in the charity rally for kids @ the Los Angeles Children's Hospital today.

I asked the star of "Fly Boys" how he came to be a born-again Christian.

"Was there an epiphany of sorts or did the commitment to the Lord happen gradually over time?"

"It was a prophecy revealed years ago in Brazil," he noted for the record.

"By a priest, divine intervention, or a mystical event," I wondered aloud.

No, a humble old woman was the bearer of the good news.

"We later brought her over to America to be our Nanny."

Sheila E - percussionist, songwriter, performer - trotted down the runway in a God-awful black & white bold-patterned floor-length gown which was a total fashion disaster.

I felt embarrassed for her in that regard, but couldn't help but notice there was an aura about her that was all sweetness and light and spiritual in nature.

Speaking of music, Robin Antin - the composer/lyricist who founded "The Pussycat Dolls" and "Girilicious" - bounced up to chat.

E-gads!

Maybe she's a maestro in the creative department, but her skin cried out for a total make-over - a dollop of moisturizer - at least.

Her "look" was a little out-dated too.

In contrast, Adrian Bellani took me aback.

Gosh, he was prettier than most of the starlets tripping-the-light fantastic last evening.

The "Passions" actor is about six one or six two and boasts a buffed build (even in a tailored dress suit a chiseled torso is bound to hint at what lurk beneath) with lustrous dark hair, strong jaw, and luminous penetrating eyes.

Star quality all the way!

Another electric shockwave streaked through the crowd when game-show host Leyla Milani strutted along the star-studded walkway.

Ms. Milani's bubbly personality - and oozing sensuality - surfaced as she dished with a female reporter or two amid the madding crowd.

A knock-out babe without any pretensions at all.

Deal!

Mario - singer-songwriter - did a quick sprint along the long line of paparazzi at the tail end of the celebrity arrivals.

Did nothing for me!

Ad nauseam, the beefy performer was inclined to respond to questions with pat answers, or utter up cute little press releases tailored to elude each question that sniffed too-close to home.

For the most part, the night had been glamorous and exotic under the whispering palms in the well-manicured garden of the grand old lady that is the Roosevelt Hotel, until out-of-the-blue soft wet flakes of snow drifted down from stormy clouds above without warning.

It's a wrap!

As they say at Warner Brothers, that's all folks!

Maria Conchita Alonso a riot of personality on red carpet!

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"Rally for Kids with Cancer Scavenger Cup"...Christina DeRosa, Stephen Baldwin, Gene Simmons & Shannon Tweed race to raise funds for Hospital...

Christina DeRosa & Stephen Baldwin rally to raise funds!

On Saturday May 2nd, actress Christina DeRosa (Sex Chronicles) will be appearing at a "Rally for Kids with Cancer Scavenger Cup".

Gung-ho participants will race about the city in snazzy roadsters looking for clues in a unique kind of scavenger hunt, with the ultimate aim of crossing the "Finish Line", first.

The exciting rally was organized by a handful of concerned celebrities seeking to raise much-needed funds for the treatment of cancer and ongoing research essential to finding a cure for the disease.

"I signed up with "Rally for Kids with Cancer" as a great way to raise funds for Children’s Hospital Los Angeles,"

Children's Hospital is a leading International pediatrics children’s hospital that cures children and adolescents and helps their families navigate the dizzying medical health care system by providing a comprehensive understanding of childhood cancer and other blood disorders as well as effective methods for their treatment.

"I could tell you numerous statistics on the ever-growing number of young children getting this horrible disease but it means nothing. You, need to go to Children’s Hospital, look in their eyes and see the hope that they have when they look into ours."

Ms. DeRosa's navigator will be David Albert Pierce of the Pierce Law Group.

Celebrity navigators include Eva Longoria Parker (Desperate Housewives); Eva La Rue (CSI: Miami); Terrence Howard (Iron Man); Adam Rodriguez (CSI: Miami); Stephen Baldwin (Flyboys); Mario Lopez (Actor); Gene Simmons (KISS), Christina DeRosa (Extreme Movie), Katherine Kelly Lang (Bold and the Beautiful); María Conchita Alonso (top vocalist); Robin Antin (The Pussycat Dolls and Girlicious) and Shannon Tweed (Family Jewels) to name a few.

"The Qualifiers" Celebrity Draft Party May 1st (2009).

Red Carpet: 6:30 pm to 7:30 pm

Location: The Roosevelt Hotel (Tropicana Poolside).

At this glittering event, Rally Drivers will have the opportunity to recruit and meet their desired Celebrity Navigator.

The fundraisers would rustled up the most funds will have first choice in when it comes to the celebrity selection process.

The "Rally" May 2nd (2009)

Starter's gate: 12:00 pm to 3:30 pm

The track will be fuelled by an extraordinary schedule of pit stops at a handful of the most exclusive venues throughout the City of Los Angeles.

Once the flag goes down, rally drivers and their celebrity navigators will embark on a joy-ride of a lifetime, as they jaunt from one clue to the next or are required to perform a special task.

So, at each pit stop, the driver and celebrity will have to work together.

In one hilarious scenario, the race enthusiasts will have to warble with Smokey Robinson.

"The fact that nobody really knows what they’re doing (ahead of time) creates a lot of anticipation and electricity throughout the event," an official of the fundraiser chuckled.

"Fun and information is the call of the day", another fund-raiser quipped.

I guess thinking fast will get you across the finish line, eh?

"The Winner's Circle" Gala Dinner May 2nd (2009)

Rally Drivers, Celebrity Navigators and invited guests will recall their most memorable moments during the rally while they enjoy an incredible dinner at the $30 million private home of Bill Phillips (Transformation.com), first-class entertainment, a live auction, and participate in a fancy-schmancy Awards Ceremony.

See 'ya there!

Info: http://www.pr.com/press-release/149302

Shannon Tweed

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Asian Pacific Film Festival...@ glittering opening night Beau Sia, Cindy Cheung & Art Hsu stroll red carpet! Bai Ling reveals Angelina Jolie "sexy"...

Bai Ling dazzles on red carpet!

There was a show of force from the Asian community last night at the Director's Guild as the Asian Pacific Film Festival broke out the bubbly to celebrate their 25th Silver Anniversary.

The glittering event was awash with film celebrities who strode down the red carpet in high-style as the paparazzi snapped away.

Beau Sia (Deaf Poet @ HBO) was a fashion plate who piqued a lot of interest as he ran the gauntlet.

When I jotted down his comment about being artsy-fartsy he was pleased.

"I'm into individual style," he quipped wickedly.

And, on occasion, the performance artist doesn't hold back when it comes to taking up a social or political cause.

Last night, for example, he sported a brilliant green neckerchief which sparkled under the bright overhead lights as a show of "Solidarity for the Swine Flu".

Bai Ling dazzled everyone when she glided up in an Italian Couture outfit which certainly overwhelmed me!

Her chic cocktail outfit was fashioned from a flutter of pink feather-like flourishes on top (a plunging neckline didn't leave much to the imagination by the way) which were the perfect foil for the body-hugging black skirt that accented her petite sexy figure.

Although SANS necklace, a stunning one-of-a-kind designer bracelet - and matching signature ring - struck gold in the accessories department.

The other evening Ms. Bai Ling and I danced the light-fantastic at the beach-side Newport Film Fest.

Ms. Ling is becoming a regular fixture at "The Tattler" & "Pop Culture" sites - a darling gorgeous one, I might add - with a frenzied fan base!

Look for the sensuous actress in Crank (2) in the near future.

"I'm the color in the film," she giggled.

Not surprising!

When I asked Bai who she liked in the industry, I was quite surprised by her response.

"Angelina Jolie. She's so sexy," she purred.

I was tempted to pose a question - Miss Ling are you bisexual? - but opted not to get too personal.

She noted that one of her faves in the biz is Richard Gere- a close friend - who she may work with in the future.

But, she's pining to be cast opposite Johnny Depp.

"You'd make a dazzling couple," I piped up as I noted I would get the word out.

Johnny, give Ms. Ling a call, will 'ya?

As Bai started to drift off down the carpet to a handful of photogs drooling at the mouth, she leaned into me and whispered:

"Come to my web site - Bai Ling dot com - so we can get intimate."

If anyone could turn a guy's - um - persuasion - it's definitely Ling!!!

The two young stars of "Children of Invention" were such a delight as they strolled by.

Michael Chen (11 years old) showed up in a Rock 'n Roll shirt etched with eye-catching glitter.

The charismatic young actor currently resides and attends school in upstate New York.

His favorite MBA team? The Houston Rockets.

When I asked the polite young actor what was the most difficult aspect of working on the project, he was quick to respond that it was the script.

"It was about this thick," he quipped, as his hands demonstrated a depth of about 5 inches.

There was one boo-boo that caused Chen a little discomfort during filming, too.

One morning before heading off to the set, his parents took him to the dentist to have braces installed on the lower teeth, without informing the director.

On location that evening when the shoot started up, the ubiquitous silver contraption turned out to be such a glaring continuity problem, that the crew was forced to summarily remove 'em pronto.

"It hurt," he recalled with a grimace.

Crystal Chiu, who played Michael's young sister in "Invention", looked for all-the-world like a perfect little China Doll, with her porcelain skin, deep soulful eyes, and enchanting party dress.

Although a bit shy on the carpet, she managed to confide in me that memorizing the scripted lines was a bit tough.

Jun Kim (West 32nd Street) just made the trek out to Los Angeles to pursue his acting career in Tinsel Town.

Mr. Kim is currently seeking an agent, so I promised to put the word out.

I've included a publicity still to help along the process.

Good luck Jun!

The Director and two actors who star in "Karma Calling" were on hand to promote their film which screens on Sunday.

One plot line reminded me of another popular Indian feature - "Outsourced" - which I penned a review on last year.

See for yourself how the film compares when it screens this Sunday (May 3rd).

The co-producer and Director of "All About Dad" had some interesting input in respect to their film.

The project focuses on conflicts that often arise with 2nd Generation Asian-Americans in respect to family and traditions in their culture.

An aggressive outgoing (handsome) young director from Alabama (Nathanial Nuon) strode up and invited me to his screening at 9:45 on Sunday evening at the Laemmle Sunset 5 venue.

"When I was a kid, I lived with some Cambodian refugees. So, I speak the language fluently. I promised I would tell their story one day."

"Residue" is a controversial and intriguing story about the CIA's involvement in Cambodia during the war in Vietnam and the chilling aftermath that follows several years later, according to the press blurb.

Art Hsu is a tall articulate man (handsome, too, though not reflected in the character shot opposite) with a distinctive voice who sauntered in to mix & mingle and exchange ideas with the filmmakers and actors at the DGA.

Just what I envisioned Film Fests should be all about: a forum for a meaningful dialogue about the film, the state of the industry, you name it.

In the near future, you can catch the dashing actor on the wide screen in the upcoming Crank 2 (High Voltage).

In the recent past, Mr. Hsu appeared in EQUUS (he played one of the horses) opposite celebrated Star Trek actor, George Takei.

David Magdael, head of Public Relations for the festival again this year, was thrilled with the large turn-out.

"There is quite a variety. 181 films," he beamed.

Before the opening night feature film - "Children of Invention" - sprang to life on the state-of-the art wide screen, a DGA rep welcomed the Asian Pacific Film Festival back to the fold for the 14th consecutive year.

"Treat this like your home this weekend," she urged.

"And think of it as your home in the future."

The perky young woman noted that a handful of DGA reps were in the audience to be of assistance to Asian Filmmakers in their bid for membership into the Guild in the event they were prepared to go one step further in their professional career pursuits.

Shinae Yoon, the Executive Director for the Festival, dashed up to the podium at one point and enthusiastically chirped:

"It's all about you!"

Yoon welcomed all the filmmakers to the annual event which is sure to be a resounding success this year in view of the slated line-up.

Info: http://www.vconline.org/festival/

Director Nathanial Nuon (left) with crew of "Residue"

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Casting Call for AFI Thesis Film...Kids 7-10 & Male Mid 40's

At the gala opening of the Asian Pacific Film Festival last night, I encountered a pretty young lady handing out flyers for a casting call.

Guerilla Garden Casting is seeking the following actors for an AFI Thesis Film:

Male

Mid to late 40's

Must be fluent in Mandarin or Cantonese

Kids

7-10 years old

Must be fluent in Mandarin or Cantonese

The project shoots May 20th thru May 26th

e-mail headshots/resumes/pictures to:

Twinkcasting@sbcglobal.net.

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Newport Beach Film Festival...Director Gregg Schwenk, Saba Shirazi & Staff emotionally disturbed and mentally unstable! Pall falls over Fest...

For the past week, I was reporting on the events at the Newport Beach Film Festival, covering the parties, reviewing the films, and interviewing the talent.

Unfortunately, as the week unfolded, I encountered some rude and insulting conduct from Festival Staff (CEO Gregg Schwenk, Saba Shirazi, and a coordinator by the name of "Norma") which upset the status quo and revealed to me in a startling disturbing manner that there must be something in the water at Fashion Island (where the Festival Headquarters are situated) which was making people "crazy".

In the alternative, I would have to conclude in view of the shocking and disturbing scenarios that went down at the Festival Lounge, that festival staff were simply an unsophisticated lot, devoid of any logic or common sense, with sh** for brains!

It all started when I arrived at the Festival lounge one fine morning at about 9:55 a.m

A young man was standing at the open door with a mop and a bucket of cleaning solvent, so I was inclined to ask him if the Festival Lounge was open.

"Yes," he responded with a wide smile.

I sauntered through the glass door and was about half-way toward the check-in booth when a gruff masculine woman (her name is "Norma", I believe) lurched forward and shouted at me - in a tone of voice I was not inclined to respond well to - that the lounge was not open.

"The gentleman at the door told me it was."

Without reflecting on the situation, she immediately reacted in a negative fashion.

"He's just a worker and shouldn't be telling you that."

She then proceeded to step outside and scold the man!

Just a worker?

I wanted to remind her in so many words that he was not "just a worker" but also a "person", who was entitled to be treated with some dignity and respect, but I expected that would aggravate the situation (so I didn't).

A few minutes later, from my perch outside on the patio, I noticed three other people waiting to enter the lounge glance at their watches, then stand up, and file into the Festival headquarters.

So, I proceeded to follow.

At the buffet table, as I was pouring a cup of coffee, "Norma" walked over and continued to harass me!

"Couldn't wait to get in, could you? I told you were closed."

I glanced at my watch. It was about a minute to ten.

How petty!!!

I noted that the three other people entered and that they weren't being harassed - at which point - she told a lie to save face.

"They are all volunteers here for a special presentation."

Not true!

I later verified that one woman was actually an actress in town at the festival to promote the film she was in.

Liar!

When I informed the out-of-line staffer that I was not thrilled with the way I was being treated, an associate - another volunteer who I had a long talk with earlier in the week on Buddhism - grabbed my hand and literally pulled me over to the couch and plunked me down on it.

Over her shoulder, she uttered a comment to "Norma".

"I'll take care of this."

Since I don't like to be ordered around, or forced to engage in conversations I would prefer to avoid, I started to get up - at which point - the slightly "off" woman proceeded to firmly place a hand on each shoulder in a bold-faced effort to prevent me from getting up.

Jesus!

It suddenly dawned on me that these folks at the Newport Beach Film Festival were under the impression they could just order people around, physically manhandle them, control their movements at whim, whatever!

"Excuse me, but I have work to do," I said politely as I eluded her grasp and headed over to the computer.

Have you ever encountered such bizarre behaviour at a Film Festival?

Not me.

I proceeded to work on a rough draft for a short while, then gave up my place at the computer when I noticed another festival-goer waiting to hop on.

As I sat on the couch sipping my coffee, I spied "Norma" engaged in a lively conversation outside with Gregg Schwenk (CEO).

At this juncture, Mr. Schwenk entered the lounge, then strode over to me.

In flippant manner, that was a tad "gay", he said:

"Who might YOU be?"

First of all, I thought it mind-boggling that Mr. Schwenk didn't have an inkling as to who I was, in spite of the fact I had been reporting on festival events for over a week non-stop and held a press pass issued by his own publicity department.

In fact, I had posted numerous upbeat articles on the festival, which were currently being read by Internet browsers all over the web.

Notwithstanding, I thought the Executive Director terribly remiss in his duties for failing to make any good-faith professional effort to introduce himself to members of the Press when they arrived at the Festival, or - even lift a finger - to determine who the players vital to his organization were!

When I noted I was with "The Tattler" & "Pop Culture", he gave me a forced smile, then piped up amid a flutter of hands.

"Well, have a good stay."

I headed back to the computer to work on my features.

It suddenly occurred to me that I did not have all the pertinent info on Mr. Schwenk - his exact title, e-mail address, office location, etc. - so when he stepped back inside I was inclined to do two things.

First, in view of the conversation he had outside (in which "Norma" was obviously bad-mouthing me and distorting the facts), I decided it would be good form (and wise on my part) to enlighten him about his staff's rude and insulting conduct and note for the record that in view of coverage I was giving to the Festival I did not appreciate the abuse aimed in my direction.

When I asked for his card for future reference, he pulled out a silver case.

Once he managed to pry it open, the cards tumbled out willy-nilly, and spilled on the floor.

"I don't have any left, as you can see," he responded with a wild-eyed look of terror on his face.

Needless to say, I returned to the PC without his business card, since he obviously did not want me to have one for some inexplicable reason.

I thought the unpleasantness regarding "Norma" was all settled, so I put it out of my mind.

The following morning I waited until about 10:05 a.m. before arriving at the Festival Lounge - after all - I did not want to ruffle any more feathers.

As I strolled in, I spied "Norma" standing near the front desk. Instead of nodding hello, she turned away and ignored me. Then, she whispered something to a volunteer standing next to her. The woman in question then turned and gave me a dirty look.

After a brief discussion with a couple of sane volunteers about the movie I'd taken in the night before, I grabbed a coffee and then sat down at the computer to pen a review.

Ah, but things got curiouser and curiouser.

When I asked an employee at the computer next to me if he'd attended the movie the night before, he snapped at me that he didn't have time to screen films.

How odd, since he claimed to be a programmer on a selection committee for the festival.

Since he had been friendly to me all week, his cold manner now stood out like a sore thumb.

As I started to open the edit bay of the blospot, he uttered a nasty comment my way.

"All you do is sit at the computer. You don't attend any of the screenings."

What a thoughtless cruel remark to make!

If the man could read, and had the skills to maneuver his way to my web sites, it would have been obvious from the posts on my blog - that I had not only attended many films - but had been kind enough to give a handful of glowing reviews in some instant cases.

I'm no fool.

Obviously, "Norma" was slandering me and stabbing me in the back, and trying to poison festival staff - and filmmakers - against me!

So, I pointed out to the ungrateful bast*** that I had not only screened films - but, took it upon myself to get up early and scurry over to the Festival Lounge each morning - to pen a post so it could be published post haste on the Internet.

Since the dude was thick in the head, I underscored my intentions; namely, that it was my hope that by publishing the articles right away, it might encourage locals, film buffs, and industry types to trot on down to the festival and snap up a ticket or two before the end of its run.

"You people are lucky I am here penning these posts and giving you free publicity. Otherwise, you would be SOL."

A case in point?

During the run of the festival to date, I hadn't encountered too many press folks from major mainstream publications at the Festival, giving any meaningful coverage.

They should have been blessing the ground I walked on!

As to the computer issue - well, a short while later - Saba Shirazi (PR) actually had the nerve to complain about the fact I was using the computer to pen my posts for the Festival!

For the record, I should like to point out that when I attended the Cinevegas Film Festival, the publicity department provided computers for the press, so they could get their coverage out.

Smart cookies!

At AFI Dallas, the same thing.

To be honest with you, I was wondering how I would swing it in Newport Beach once I arrived at the Festival grounds, since my laptop was recently stolen.

When I saw the computers that were available, I was overjoyed that I'd be able to write my stories, then get 'em online right away later that day.

In the alternative, I would have been forced to file away my notes, film data, and promotional documents, until I returned home a week later to draft, edit, and polish the intended coverage.

By then, the Festival would have been over.

What good would the publicity have been to the Newport Beach Film festival at that late date?

I like to believe that my daily coverage has been catching the attention of the locals and film buffs and that - as a result - ticket sales have been bolstered due to my generous efforts.

In addition to that potential plus, the reality of the situation is, that when I was sitting at the computer at different intervals throughout the day filmmakers who sat down next to me got the opportunity to meet me and promote their films .

Indeed, for several filmmakers, that situation turned into a bonanza.

A few films I would not have taken in, I did.

After-the-fact, I either wrote a review - or in the alternative - gave the struggling filmmakers much-needed publicity for their films.

Oh, but Schwenk and Shirazi and "Norma" - and that silly "program director" - were just too blind or too stupid to figure that out in spite of the fact the whole scenario was unfolding before their eyes - daily!

Maybe if they read an article that John Horn penned for the Los Angeles Times (which was published this morning coincidentally) they might get it through their thick skulls that they were fortunate that I even bothered to attend their rinky-dink little festival (on my own cash) in view of the "global" doom that is descending on the film biz right now.

"Overseas DVD and television sales is slumping. International distributors can't get financing to buy movies, piracy is cutting into overseas ticket sales, foreign currencies are falling in value and key international territories have essentially discontinued acquiring American Films," he solemnly reported in his column on page 1 of the Calendar Section.

He then went on to make a couple of salient points.

By virtue of a quote from Jere Hausfater (Chief Executive Officer of the International Sales Company Essential Entertainment) he noted the following upsetting news.

"Japan has stopped buying English-language movies.The indigenous Japanese movies are continuing to dominate the box office."

"On top of everything else," he stated matter-of-fact, "Everything else - supply and demand equations - has been out of whack."

"There was a glut of product." Hausfater (Horn's source) continued.

"And either buyers paid too much for the movies and got burned or a lot of movies had to sit on the sidelines and then didn't get bought."

Clearly, these idiots at the Newport Beach Film Festival are either unknowledgable about the intricacies (and sorry state) of the film biz or just too damned obstinate (and arrogant) to recognize their failings.

Harassing the press (moi, for instance) - and likewise, ticking them off - amounts to suicide in view of the foregoing.

Bill Cosby said it best:

"A word to the wise ain't necessary, it's the stupid ones who need the advice."

Postscript

After the shocking incident which down yesterday at the Newport Beach Film Festival lounge, I spoke with an Officer at the local police station who informed me as follows.

"If someone grabs a person's body and attempts to physically hold them against their will, too, they "quote" - get what they deserve - "unquote".

Hear that, Ms. Shirazi?

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Newport Beach Film Festival...employee Saba Shirazi grabs me & unlawfully tries to hold me against my will! Wacko a menace to society...

Kooky mentally-ill Saba Shirazi

(left)

Earlier today, I penned a post about a number of problems that have arisen at the Festival grounds in Newport Beach, and proceeded to publish the article to my blog this morning.

Shortly thereafter, a PR woman - by the name of Saba Shirazi - appeared at my side at the computer I was using and demanded that I leave the festival lounge.

"Fine," I said.

When I stood up to leave, she screamed at me.

"Why would you do that?"

By "that" she meant write the negative article about Gregg Schwenk, his incompetence, and the shoddy way filmgoers, pass-holders, and the press have been treated the past few days.

As she escorted me toward the open door, suddenly and without warning, she grabbed the glass door and proceeded to close it in my face before I could step outside.

Odd behaviour, wouldn't you agree, for someone who desires that I leave?

One minute she was asking that I leave the premises, and then - when I attempted to do so promptly - she tried to prevent me from stepping outside.

At this juncture, I pushed the door open and started to slip through an open crack.

The bizarre mentally-ill woman then proceeded to grab my body and prevent me from exiting!

So, as best I could, I pushed her away in an effort to free myself from her uninvited clutches.

When I freed myself, I started to walk off.

Now, she screamed after me.

"Stop him! He pushed me."

What a bunch of nonsense.

She asked that I leave, and when I attempted to do so in a professional manner, she instigated a confrontation by grabbing onto my body and trying to hold me there against my will in the lounge.

It was obvious at this point that she had a few screws loose - and was an extremely dangerous person - so I started to dash off down the mall to my car.

She yelled to passers-by:

"Stop him! Stop him!"

Wacko, man!

At the parking lot I ran into a security guard I met earlier today.

As I explained what was happening, another employee (who had been following me!) dashed up and told the guard to hold me.

"He took something," he exclaimed out-of-breath.

I held my hands out for him to see. I didn't take anything.

What about your press pass?

Oh, I have that, I responded. She didn't ask for it.

He shook his head in disbelief and appeared to realize that I had been wrongfully accused and in the process had my rights violated!

He left.

The, on the heels of his departure, the woman I had the tussle with at the door ran up.

"Hold him," she demanded of the guards.

"We can't hold him, ma'am. We aren't police officers. Do you want to bring charges?"

"I want you to keep him here 'til my boss comes (Mr. Schwenk)."

"We can't Miss," he responded matter-of-fact after accessing the situation.

"But, he pushed me," she screamed.

"I was exiting the door when she tried to close it in my face. When I managed to get through it, she grabbed me and tried to detain me," I noted exasperated.

"I was trying to hold him there," she screamed.

A-ha!

She just admitted the bald-faced truth in front of two security guards.

"She admitted she was trying to hold me against my will, " I pointed out to the officers who appeared to agree with my own account of the distressing nightmare I'd just been through.

If I decide to file a criminal complaint, I will have the security guards appear as my witnesses.

So, I left as she stewed there in the hot afternoon sun, waiting for Mr. Schwenk.

I've heard of actors, directors - even producers - getting upset over a bad review, but this was downright shocking and disturbing.

Were they going to hold me there at the computer and force me to delete the negative post?

If not, spirit me away? Dump me in a dumpster, somewhere?

Avoid the Newport Beach Film Festival like the plague - and in particular Ms. Shirazi - if you value your peace of mind and sanity.

These folks are bonkers, dudes!

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Newport Beach Film Festival...Director Gregg Schwenk's incompetence & inexperienced staff cast pall on Festival! Filmgoers & Press ticked off...

CEO Gregg Schwenk

(left)

"The thing I noticed about an audience like a Newport audience is they're enthusiastic about film in general. They're astute and curious. They want to know about process," Executive Director & CEO Gregg Schwenk asserted to a local publication prior to the opening of the Newport Beach Film Festival.

It's too bad he turned his patron base this past week by being totally ignorant to their needs.

Although an interesting roster of films have screened to date that have appealed to a few discerning film buffs (for the most part; there were quite a number of stale old projects amateurish in nature) over the past week, tensions have been mounting at the Theatre due to a lack of planning and incompetence on the part of Gregg Schwenk and his inexperienced staff.

For example, on occasion Schwenk's staff were inclined to coral theatre-goers in a small cramped holding area outside on the patio without sufficient space to allow the guests to distinguish one line from the other.

The confusion -a much-talked about fiasco - has been a big turn-off (especially in view of the fact the Newport Festival boasts that it is a world-class film fest).

Hogwash!

Judging by what I've experienced this past week, festival organizers are a bunch of farmers with no class!

Consequently, filmgoers ended up emotionally upset and angry about the chain of disturbing events that have gone down.

Notwithstanding, it was rare that ticket-holders were ever led into the theatre on time.

"It's so cold out here. When are they going to let us in," seemed to be the plaintive cry of the day!

In fact, a large percentage of the films started late amid a lot of discomfort - which caused mean-spirited grumbling - among the disgruntled filmgoers.

"I'm not returning to the festival this year," one pi**ed patron angrily sniped.

"It's not worth it."

The volunteers were polite and courteous throughout the frustrations and in spite of the fact guests were venting the brunt of their anger on them.

I was also embarrassed for Mr. Schwenk at a screening last night when the Festival's lack of professionalism signaled the week-long event was fast-evolving into a sorry joke.

For example, when a film touted as a highlight of the festival sprang to life on the screen, the sub-titles were askew and "falling off" the screen!

Technicians couldn't get it right for the longest time.

Worse than that, perhaps, were the continual nuisances created by Festival Staff who acted in an ignorant, ill-mannered, thoughtless manner throughout the film.

Ad nauseam the hired Festival hands pushed the theatre doors open wide - and on each obnoxious occasion sent a blinding light from the foyer into the back ten rows - much to the annoyance of the paid ticket-holders trying to enjoy the film.

Earlier in the evening, the rude staff also managed to insult pass-holders and members of the press, too.

Even though it was apparent that the movie was sold out, the handlers continued to send pass-holders and members of the press into the long lines snaking around the Theatre walkway.

When it came time to seat the audience, one co-ordinator barked out:

"Pass-holders and press people you have to wait. Paid ticket holders, only."

One press person grumbled that she was giving the festival thousands of dollars of free publicity and was quite emphatic that she didn't like being treated like sh**.

Actually, in my opinion, letting the ticket-holders take seats first was the right thing to do.

I recently reported in a post that ticket-holders at the Dallas Film Festival didn't get into screenings because passholders essentially "stole" their seats from underneath them.

At that time, I noted that ticket-holders should be seated first.

But, it was the way the situation was handled last night, that was downright insulting to passholders and the press.

The staff's conduct was totally demeaning to the individuals involved!

In fact, the situation even got worse, if you can believe it.

Once paid ticket-holders were seated, the press people were herded into the theatre and told to grab a seat.

But, get this.

Shortly after the die-hard few scrounged around for a seat, and located one, a rep for the Festival gruffly ordered the pass-holders out of their seats!

"Go to the back of the theatre, we're bringing in a bench for you."

At this juncture, the insulted film buffs slunk to the back of the theatre, as paid ticket-holders guffawed and made fun of the situation.

Reprehensible conduct by Festival staff, wouldn't you agree?

Meanwhile, Mr. Schwenk - caring professional qualified CEO? - sat there with all the personality and gumption of a worm.

No sir, he didn't even apologize for insulting the passholders or even the members of the press.

It boggles the mind to think that Schwenk, his staff, and festival organizers could act in such an unprofessional insulting fashion.

They're a bunch of incompetent a**holes, that's why.

In the final analysis, if the Newport Beach Festival wants to attain world-class Film Festival status , they'll obviously have to ditch Schwenk and the losers who fall in rank below.

Until then, they're just a bunch of wanna-bees blowing smoke up their a**.

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3 Saisons...Canada Council funded film screens at local film festival! A bit violent, but potent filmmaking...

Now and then when I am on my treks around the Festival circuit, I happen across a Canadian filmmaker or two - down from the great white north - flogging their films in the U.S. Market.

Just this past week, when one short (My Inventions) screened, I was delighted to learn that the director was not only from Vancouver (Canada) but was also awarded a grant from a government agency to produce the project.

The monies were well-spent, since the documentary on inventor Nikola Tesla turned out a total gem.

Today, I was busy polishing a draft on a movie review, when I struck up a conversation with a young lady next to me at a bank of computers who plunked down to check her e-mail.

As it turned out, the articulate young actress was starring in a feature shot in Montreal which was given "seed" money from the Canada Council.

"3 Saisons" was gritty at times;  in fact, one theatre-goer in the Qestion & Answer session afterward, asked why there was so much violence in the opening scenes.

The director - Jim Donovan - noted that it was not a calculated scheme to make it commercial or mainstream.

"I felt those dramatic scenes were needed to drive the film forward."

The scenes in question crackled with such realism, that I found myself recoiling in horror, such was their impact on my psyche.

That's potent filmmaking.

In the film, two of the female characters are experiencing childbirth for the first time.

"My wife and I were having our first child, so there were a lot of emotions that bubbled up about that issue as we were writing the script."

Although the piece is basically fiction, it was inspired by personal events.

Maybe that is why it resonates with such truth.

The acting in the film is just phenomenal.

For instance, Carinne Leduc - the outgoing Quebecer who sidled up next to me - turned in a stunning seamless performance that was natural, gut-wrenching, and believable.

In fact, she won a best actress role for her portrayal of a troubled teen struggling for survival on the mean streets of the city.

To me, there was a distinctive aura to the film - a style that was somewhat "Canadian" in feel - if there is such a definable thing.

Donovan pointed out that maybe that was due to the fact it was shot in Montreal, and thus, has a distinctly European flavor to it.

"3 Saisons" was shot over three seasons.

When I bumped into Donovan and Ms. Leduc at a blow-out party last night, I was astounded to learn that the budget for the film was $35,000.00

The crew performed miracles, in my estimation.

For starters, the production values were remarkably rich and eye-catching in view of the paltry sum spent.

The talented ensemble of actors Donovan managed to sign on for the project must have been a Godsend.

"The actor who played my boyfriend (a real psycho on screen) is a stand-up comedian," Ms. Leduc disclosed to the rapt audience after the credits rolled.

That bit of information subsequently underscored to me just how talented that young man is.

In spite of the fact the character was far from his own reality base, he turned in a stellar performance that resonated with authenticity - and subsequently - touched the audience.

"Before the shoot started, we put on the wardrobe, then went into the street to get a feel for the characters in their environment."

Maybe that is why their characterizations rang so true on screen.

The cinematography was stunning!

In sum, 3 Saisons is worth the price of admission alone!

Catch it if you can.

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Asian Pacific Film Festival...gala opening to premiere "Children of Invention". Director's Guild April 30th...

Treeless Mountain

Last year, I covered the Asian Pacific Film Festival and it was one of the highlights of the season.

For this reason, I am looking forward to attending the opening night gala on April 30th (Thursday) at the Director's Guild.

The eclectic round of offerings this year include the well-crafted - "Children of Invention" - which will kick off a week of shorts, documentaries, and feature-length films.

Tickets are also being quickly snapped up for a handful of centerpiece screenings, too.

Treeless Mountain (May 2nd)

This touching film was directed by director - So Yong Kim - who has won coveted prizes work that has been well-received at past festivals.

Told through the view of six-year-old Jin, the movie is a haunting celluloid rendering.

"A beautiful story about childhood innocence and human endurance," according to the Festival organizers.

The director will be present for a Q & A after the screening.

Kazuo Hara: Book Tour (May 5th)

On the occasion of his West Coast book tour, renowned Japanese auteur Kazuo Hara will appear at the DGA to screen his controversial documentary:

"THE EMPEROR’S NAKED ARMY MARCHES"

This fascinating film follows 62-year-old veteran Kenzo Okuzaki in a lonely crusade to uncover the truth about the mysterious deaths of those who served with him in World War II and the war crimes perpetrated by Japan.

Filmmaker Kazuo Hara will be present to discuss the making of this thought-provoking film as well as his memoir (Camera Obtusa: Hara Kazuo’s Action Documentary Method) which is available in print now.

A book-signing is scheduled, so get ready to queue up!

This program was made possible with the assistance of Kaya Press and Tidepoint Pictures.

Networking Session (May 2nd)

At the stylish Network Lounge at the Asian Pacific Film Festival this year - furnished by Toyota - there will be an opportunity to mix & mingle with network representatives and learn about a career in TV during a six-hour daytime event.

Representatives from CBS, Fox, and NBC are slated to talk to festival-goers about exciting job opportunities in the television field.

KODAK PRESENTS "STOP BY. SHOOT FILM" (May 3rd)

In this two-hour workshop, film buffs will be shown how easy and fun it is to use motion picture film.

There will be an opportunity to chat up a top cinematographer, handle a 16mm camera and film, and shoot an independent movie!

Following the event, a DVD of each film enthusiast (and their project) will be gifted for a precious keepsake.

Gratis!

However, space is limited. So, sign up early.

Kodak is the sponsor for this unique industry event.

As usual, there will be a myriad of short films throughout the festival. Here is a sampling:

THE HUMBERVILLE POETRY SLAM (USA 2008)

A wannabe poet organizes a small-town poetry slam to build a team for a National Poetry Slam & finds his own talent challenged by homegrown local bards.

Dir.: Emily Chang, Daniel De Lorenzo; Video; 17 mins, Color, Narrative, English

BITE ME (USA, 2008)

Drake, a lonely accountant who doesn't have much luck with the ladies, tries his hand at Last-Minute-Mate Speed Dating.

As he wades through the pool of potential dates, Drake realizes that dating doesn't just suck, it bites.

Dir.: Jason Fong Video, 13 mins, Color, Narrative, English

TWO TRUE (Hong Kong, 2008-2009)

Two brothers — one, a London-schooled twenty-something due and the other an ebullient office worker impressed with his own overblown romantic prowess — come to an understanding about each other while on a lunch break.

Dir.: Wesley Chan Video, 5 mins, Color, Narrative, in English & Cantonese

WAH WAH (USA, 2008)

A young suburbanite learns the hard way the lessons of being water-wise in California.

Dir.: Ronald San Agustin Video, 8 mins, Color, Narrative, English

THE BALLAD OF MARCO REY (USA, 2009)

Marco Rey, a wildly popular singing sensation, suddenly withdraws from the scene with no apparent explanation. On the eve of his comeback, an entertainment reporter tries to find out the real truth behind Marco Rey.

Dir.: James Herr Video, 15 mins, Color, Narrative, English

BLUEBERRY (USA, 2009)

A lonely man with a little money seeks the companionship of a $73 hooker.

Hilarity ensues with he gets exactly what he asked for.

Dir.: David Lee Video, 5 mins, Color, Narrative, English

THE BOOK OF TOMORROW (USA, 2009)

A young boy escapes into the printed exploits of a comic book super hero as a means of escaping the realities of his existence in a dysfunctional suburban household. Strange things soon happen.

Dir.: David Yohe Video, 17 mins, Color, Narrative, English

That's it for now, folks! See 'ya there...

Info: http://www.vconline.org/festival/index.cfm

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Newport Beach Film Festival...Jason Ritter & Kelly Lynch appear for World Premiere of "The Perfect Age of Rock 'N' Roll"...

The screening of "The Perfect Age of Rock 'N' Roll" was delayed by about forty-five minutes on Saturday because so many films buffs were trying to squeeze their way into the world premiere which was being touted as the "hot" ticket of the night.

Even still, some discerning guests were reticent about taking front-row seats because they were inclined to hold-out for better ones farther back.

In view of the prevailing zoo-like atmosphere heightening by the minute, it was imperative that some bold individual take charge and coral the restless natives!

For this reason, Senior Program Director Ginny Laird tried to cajole some guests into coming forward by using a bit of psychology.

"You know, these front row seats are actually the best seats in the house," she quipped above the chatter that was reaching a fever pitch.

"To ensure I get the stars and the director up front to a Q & A as quickly as possible at the end of the screening, I often seat 'em right down front here. You might end up sitting next to a celebrity, 'ya know?"

The feisty Festival staffer also noted that it was a prime place to turn around in a seat comfortably and take snap shots of celebs in the audience without having to jockey for position.

Good points, all!

But, there were no takers.

Earlier in the day, inside sources informed me that Jason Ritter and Director - Scott Rosenbaum - would be in attendance at the premiere with Kelly Lynch, Lauren Holly and Taryn Manning in tow, so I arrived early.

Even still, I was forced to barrel my way through the gathering throngs in the theatre foyer where audiences for two other "sold-out" features were also struggling to make their way to their comfy seats.

In spite of the pressure, the volunteers remained calm and courteous.

Finally, after much ado, the curtain fell.

A house photographer for the Newport Beach Film Festival noted the next day that he thought the storyline was slow to unfold on the screen.

A valid criticism.

Had the director trimmed a little of the fat in the opening scenes - "The Perfect Age" - would have been capable of packing a solid punch from the get-go.

In spite of that hiccup, once the stage was set for the characters, the film turned out to be an engrossing entertaining bill-of-fare.

Am I reaching, or was the intro stikingly similar to "Interview with a Vampire"?

If you recall, in the feature based on the best-selling book by Anne Rice, a reporter scouts down a reclusive vampire (Brad Pitt) with the aim of landing a scoop about the intriguing world of the undead.

Likewise, in this rock drama, a journalist from a popular music publication, ferrets out an exclusive interview with a rock star faded from public view, with the intention of shedding light on a mystery surrounding a band once-known as the "Lost Souls".

Jason Ritter is excellent as a lead guitarist who has a talent for songwriting.

His acting style is natural and unaffected and resonates with truth.

"At the first meeting, the director and I hit it off. He appeared to be flexible and open to ideas, which appealed to me, " he noted softly.

In a follow-up discussion about the project, Ritter felt so good about playing the role of a lead guitarist at that juncture, that he went with his gut feeling.

The actor who plays the front man for the "Lost Souls" - Kevin Zegers - was in attendance at the screening, too.

Judging by Zegers' relatively "straight" appearance - the meaty role of a punk rocker with a festish for make-up - who struts around in tight black leather pants, silk shirts and flamboyant effeminate scarfs - was a stretch to play.

"When he asked if I sang, I confessed I didn't, but that I would give it a shot."

Astoundingly - like Val Kilmer before him in "The Doors" movie - the handsome earthy actor pulls off a role of a lifetime admirably.

Curiously, when Ritter and Zegers sauntered onscreen, I couldn't help but think that perhaps Joaquin Phoemix and Val Kilmer would have been cast in the roles had the film been produced five years or so ago.

The soundtrack is real kick-ass with a mix of original tunes and a handful of pop hits from celebrated rockers who carved a niche for themselves in the music industry over the years.

"Were the rights difficult to secure," I asked Mr. Rosenbaum, half-expecting to hear it was a piece of cake.

"Actually, I sweated over that. Instinctively, I knew that the music was vitally important to the project and worried about pulling it off," he recalled.

"It was a disappointing experience," he added with a tinge of sadness in his voice.

"They didn't treat us very well. I thought it was so hypocritical."

Everything else fell into place, though.

All the actors raved about the experience of working with Peter Fonda who plays a beefed up cameo in the high-energy entertaining "rock" drama.

"Peter agreed to get involved with the project later on and rounded out the cast perfectly."

When someone asked why the actors chose this specific project, Kelly Lynch piped up right away.

"For the money! It paid for my house," she joked.

The audience roared.

The script went through about four drafts before it was ready to shoot.
I wanted it to have a narrative structure.
For inspiration, I studied Scorsese's classic feature the "Last Waltz".
Obviously, the source material paid off.
The Perfect Age of Rock 'N' Roll is probably going to rustle up megabucks when its released at a movie theatre near you soon.

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Newport Beach Film Festival...animated shorts original and well-crafted! Sold-out amid zoo-like setting...

The Green Film

Normally, short film programs attract small turn-outs at festivals, but at this year's Newport Beach Fest the week-end screening rooms were packed with enthusiastic fans of the genre, fortunately for the filmmakers.

In fact, Newport went all-out and programmed a series of themed shorts (which I mentioned in an earlier post) which - for the most part - have been blessed with stand-out offerings by talented artists.

At a Q & A session on Saturday, one filmmaker noted that the festival circuit is the only theatrical setting in which to catch a short.

"Why don't movie houses pair them with full-length features in a regular setting," one animator asked a Senior Program Director.

Gosh, he's got a point.

When I was a kid (dating myself again!) a short usually screened before then the main (entree) feature sprang to life on the silver screen.

Today - the only shorts filmgoers are treated to before they settle into a drama, comedy, or action-adventure - is the one inspired by the pursuit of the almighty dollar: the commercial!

The Festival staffer noted that the organizers have bandied about the idea and are receptive to it.

"It depends on the length of the feature. If it's ninety minutes or longer - and a slot is slated for a Q & A session after the preview - there may not be sufficient time for a short because the theatre needs to be cleaned and readied for the next screening."

Like or not, the shorts creeping up on the screen just prior to the Film Festival feature have usually been foisted on bookers by - who else? - the sponsors!

In addition to that thought-provoking subject, during another short segment, an exciting bit of news about a new line of software was excitedly disclosed to the rapt audience.

One filmmaker - who was working under a Professor at Hampshire College - helped develop a project known as "Helga".

In sum, it is an online software package that will allow several key players in a production to contribute their creative skills to a project from anywhere around the country.

"It will transform the industry," he concluded to a fascinated audience.

Info: http://www.helgaproject.org

Of the animated films I've caught to date, here are a handful that are worthwhile tracking down next time you're in the mood for a regular short or short animation experience.

Heart Attack

This animated short was produced as a Public Service Announcement.

The opening shot focuses on a man in bed asleep and snoring.

Suddenly, there is a loud pounding on the bedroom door which wakes the subject up from his deep sleep. Petrified, the man cowers in his bed, paralyzed doing nothing. An image of an evil "heart" breaks into the room with a large knife in its hand and proceeds to stab the subject violently in the chest.

Whoa!

The audience reacted dramatically; after all, the images were quite disturbing.

"Did you worry you may have gone over the top, I asked the meek-looking filmmaker."

He responded with a wry smile.

"I thought I should get the point across without holding back."

Did he!

The Incident at Tower 37

Tower is a beautiful well-crafted piece of animation featuring eye-catching images that resonate and touch the audience.

The plot is intriguing, too.

Day in and day out - almost ad nauseam - a lone manager at a water tower monitors the operations clueless to the fact he is slowly destroying an entire ecosystem.

4 stars for this one!

Granny Grimm's Sleeping Beauty


"Grim" was inspired by the classic tale of Sleeping Beauty.

This rich animated fairy tale appealed to my artistic sensibilities and my wicked sense of humor, too.

In this filmmaker's delightful version, an elderly fairy enacts her revenge on a superficial social circle obsessed with youth and physical beauty.


Distraxtion


Short and sweet!

In fact, it's over before you know it.

But, this little gem packs a wallop.

Animation at its best!



The Green Film

A naive filmmaker tries to produce a feature that is totally "green".

Well-acted, well-written, well-crafted.

There is a surprise ending that ends with a solid punch and a sound message.

Afghanistan: Hidden Treasures

During the course of uncovering ancient treasures from the historic "Silk Road" at a newly-discovered archaeological dig, the Iraq War breaks out and the site is obliterated.

A tale about heroic Afghans who sacrificed and dedicated their lives to safeguard the treasures that were safely excavated before the outbreak of the conflicts with the ultimate aim of preserving a priceless Afghan legacy.

Info: http://newportbeach.bside.com/2009/films

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Newport Beach Film Festival...Bai Ling makes big splash at Dim Sum Funeral after-party!

When Bai Ling - dazzling star of "Dim Sum Funeral" (which screened at the Festival last night as a centerpiece film) sashayed into the after-party at the Sports Club - the paparazzi went into a wild frenzy!

Within minutes, the stunning actress - dressed-to-the-nines in a chic Royal Blue cocktail dress with beaded accents one one shoulder - was writhing to the catchy beat of the pulsating music amid the glare of a media blitz which descended upon her with a vengeance.

The mood became quite infectious as a handful of well-heeled guests joined into the boisterous fray and mugged non-stop for the ubiquitous cameras that swooped in to capture the festive outburst on celluloid like it was manna from heaven.

A few brave studs swaggered in to get up-close-and-personal with Ms. Ling - at which point - the midnight soiree got a little wild and woolly as they romanced the sensual beauty under a picturesque canopy of stars lighting up the sky overhead.

In one brief moment, when Bai Ling gyrated within arm's length, I hollered "hi" and reminded the sexy actress that I interviewed her on the red carpet at the AFI last fall.

In response, she gave me a sly smile, then beckoned me to trip the-light-fantastic by her side.

Suddenly, there I was in the midst of her erotic charms, with a gaggle of media hounds snapping away furiously.

If I end up on the cover of The Globe, or on TMZ, you heard it here first.

"Were just acquaintances."

On the same occasion at the AFI screening at the Arclight last November, I had the opportunity to chat with the director of "Dim Sum Funeral" - Anna Chi - about her creative process.

"It's like cooking a good meal. You toss in a bit of this 'n that. Take a taste, see what else it needs. Add a little spice, if necessary."

Chi is a beautiful woman who radiates an inner glow and aura of spirituality that one seldom encounters in the film industry.

The cast on hand that glittering night noted that Ms. Chi was a dream to work with on the set.

When I complimented her on that, her humble response spoke volumes.

"If you treat people with respect, you get respect back."

Compared to the Bai Ling entrance, the bash - for the most part - was on the tamer side in respect to overt displays of human sensuality.

In respect to appearances, though, the woman went for broke.

Pretty statuesque ladies strutted about the party circuit in chic cocktail dresses and coiffed do's with subtle come-hither looks.

Surprisingly, the dudes turned out in well-tailored suits, teamed with trendy accessories such as eye-catching ties, slouchy hats, and even stylish Fedoras.

The setting for the blow-out was appropriate for the occasion.

Downstairs, party-goers posed around a reflecting pool as they sipped exotic cocktails provided by Festival sponsor Absolute Vodka.

Farther back on the patio, caterers from Taste Catering Cafe and Luscious Organic Desserts served up delectable "pure, decadent, vegan" cupcakes and a wide-array of scrumptious snacks that hit the spot just right.

Upstairs, in a more intimate setting, guests rubbed shoulders and chatted each other up without much pretension as they stood patiently in line for a morsel or two of the delectable hot Hors d'ouevres which were plentiful.

Actually, there was one sour note.

A pushy bottle-blond who introduced herself as a reporter from KNX tried to butt in line ahead of other guests.

"I'm from KNX, so I'm ahead of you," she rudely hissed to one startled newsie she thought was lower on the food chain.

To paraphrase Gertrude Stein:

"A line is a line is a line."

Was she there to report on the event or just wolf down the goodies?

Notwithstanding, guests handled the situation with amazing grace.

After all, they have impeccable manners in Orange County.

Gabirol said it best:

"The test of good manners is to be patient with bad ones."

(The Choice of Pearls)

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Perez Hilton...Beauty & Beast in bit** fight! Mud-slinging titillates Nation...

This morning as I waited for the Newport Beach Film Festival lounge to swing open its doors, I popped into McDonald's for a morning snack and piping hot cup of java.

Imagine that!

The upscale fast-food outlet in this tony neighborhood actually has an expensive wide-screen flat TV installed so guests may take in a morning news show or two.

Shortly after I plunked down in my comfy seat, the anchorman on a popular Fox Network show, launched into a news feature about the Perez Hilton-Beauty Queen scandal brewing across the airwaves.

At the drop-of-a-hat, fascinated diners turned their heads to catch every salacious detail.

Of course, the highly-charged subject matter arises out of an incident this past week which caused quite a controversy in a myriad of socially and politically-correct circles around the country.

Perez Hilton, top blogger, appeared as a judge on a Beauty Pageant and posed (what many thought) was an unfair question to one stunning blond beauty who was just about ripe for snatching up the coveted crown from her rivals!

"What do you think of gay marriage," the Queen of the blogs pointedly asked the startled contestant on the Nationally-televised show, out-of-the-blue.

When she innocently spoke from the heart - and confidently noted that she felt that marriage should be exclusive to a man and a woman - the old you-know-what hit the fan.

Perez summarily dismissed her as a stupid bit** - and quicker than you could say cat-fight - the war of words and insults began.

I started to giggle a bit over the caption that the news outlet was inclined to plaster across the bottom of the screen in bold-face letters.

"The Beauty & the Blogger"

I turned to a lovely couple next to me and offered up what I thought was an astute observation.

"Shouldn't that read "The Beauty & the Beast?"

They both laughed out loud.

Then, the well-heeled socialite uttered up the quote of the day.

"Perez shouldn't have been on the panel. After all, that's kind-of-like a vegetarian judging meat."

Queen of Blogs causes fur to fly!

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