GO SEE "FAHRENHEIT 9/11" AS SOON AS IT OPENS... TELL YOUR FRIENDS...
GO SEE THIS MOVIE.
I have been a fan of Michael Moore's since "Roger & Me," being a Michigan gal and all -- and I have to honestly say his style can be grating at times, but this one's the thing -- it's amazing.
This was a premiere on Wilshire Boulevard at the Academy, so of course it was just ripe with Hollywood's liberal set. I dolled myself up in a great "George Bush - dumbass" shirt and stilettos, and trotted myself on in. We all had different agendas -- I was there to enjoy the spectacle and get myself seen (c'mon - it's Hollywood!), Merrill wanted to pitch their new project to anybody who'd listen (Michael Moore), and Skye wanted to drink the free cocktails and cause a commotion (ok, I dug the free cocktails and fabulous eats, too).
It's strange passing a press line when you're "nobody" -- ok, I'm not nobody, but the press corps hasn't figured that out yet -- you have to walk almost in the street to get past them, cuz they just don't care about you... the bad chick from "Alias," though, her they care about. A lot.
So we make our way in, nice and early so we can catch the "sights." First up was Ellen Degeneres -- yay!!! We actually ended up seeing a lot of her - at one point David almost knocked her over as they both headed in the same direction at the same time. Next came Viggo Mortensen -- wow. Can't help it, he's really hot. :) Walking around talking to folks before the screening, Harvey Weinstein cut a formidable swath. There's something to be said for standing next to one of the most powerful and persuasive men in Hollywood. Even if he didn't know who the hell I was.
I took a trip to the bathroom and applied lip gloss next to Roseanna Arquette... and I shared a bathroom break later with Marisa Tomei and Leelee Sobieski. Hey, they've got needs, too. Sitting in the theatre we saw Martin Sheen (of course)and Sharon Osbourne... and a whole bunch of people who just looked familiar.
At the reception following, whilst enjoying "Fahrenheits" (actually some sort of orange cosmopolitan), smoked salmon and filet mignon bites, the celebrity-watching was ripe: Rob Reiner, Larry David (somehow I expected him to be much taller), critic Leonard Maltin, Orlando Jones (who looked like he just might have recognized me from Atlanta, but didn't quite), and Meg Ryan -- who really needs to stop messing with her face. Really.
The coup de grace, of course, was meeting Mr. Moore and his wife personally. I screwed up my courage and introduced myself -- with the clever opening line "I've actually been to Autoworld" - sure to get his attention, which it did, as the dang place was only open for 6 months and a central figure in "Roger & Me." I just told him as a Michigander and longtime fan I was so pleased he was in the position he's in now.
That was enough -- truly an honor.
So that's that -- I'm off to work -- and you need to be making plans to see "Fahrenheit 9/11" on June 25th.
Hoooooray for Hollywood.... :)
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