Sunday, 10 June 2012

Annecy day 6:

Today is the last day of the festival (cry). It's been amazing! Without a doubt the best festival I've been to with the friendliest atmosphere and loveliest people. I'm sad it's over but I'm looking forward to getting home to my dog and my Joe. And not having to sleep in a bunkbed.
Our first stop was the Directors Q&A from Shorts in Competition 5. We managed to get in early and get a seat, some orange juice and even a free mini croissant! One that I really liked from that programme was Una Fortiva so it was interesting to hear what the director had to say about it. It sounds like it was hard work animating decomposing fish!

After the Q&A we sat by the lake with another different-but-just-as-strong coffee and some food. It was so hot today, I seem to have acquired some questionable tan lines.

Even though the sun was out in all it's glory, we made ourselves go to a screening because it was the last day. I'm happy we went though because it was Commissioned Shorts and it was a whole variety of films, music videos and commercials. There was a really sweet little short about a tapier that i liked.

After the screening and sun bathing I went back to the hostel to get ready for the Awards and Closing Ceremony. It was then another hike down the hill and back in to town to meet Emma. We had a quick sit down and drink to calm our nerves and then it was straight in to the awards. Unfortunately we didn't win anything but the ones that did were brilliant and I liked every single one, so it's not so bad. Luckily I'd managed to see all the winning films throughout the week at the Shorts and Graduate screenings, so our intensive film watching schedule had paid off!

We re-grouped afterwards and went over to the After Party. Amazingly Joe (Orton) had been given an invite by a kind passing stranger so he could come with us! There was a bit of mingling and business card exchanging, then the party turned into a wedding/school disco party and a man playing a saxophone appeared from nowhere. Before heading back to the hostel everyone decided we needed to have '10 minutes of crazy' then we could go. The 10 minutes turned into 45 and then it was time for bed.

I actually feel quite sad leaving all the nice people I met. But, there's always next year for a reunion...

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