DAY SEVEN - THAT'S FANTASTIC
Another bumper Postcard day with more news from here in Austin. Say hello to The Twisted Twins, the lovely Jen & Sylvia Soska. Ladies, thank you for contributing.
It's an all too common phrase that runs rampant at a film festival like no other and for good reason.
Two years ago, ourselves, Little Miss Tristan Risk, and Katie Isabelle hit Fantastic Fest for the American premiere of AMERICAN MARY. Now we're back with ABCs of Death 2 with Tristan and she also has Astron 6's highly anticipated Giallo inspired film, The Editor.
If you're here to sleep, forget it. From the endless karaoke battles to the slap shots it's a place like no other.
The three of us arrived and raced to the world premiere of ABCS OF DEATH 2, dolled up, stilettos pounding the pavement, to the red carpet which was packed with the top genre directors across the globe that have showcase pieces in the film.
Fantastic Fest is like an acid trip and a dream. Glorious, profound, and filled with what the fuck moments that seem ripped from your unconscious mind. It's also like filmmaker summer camp where you get to be reunited with the people you largely only get to spend time with online or have had mad affairs with online and are only now meeting in the flesh.
The film selection brings in some of the craziest, coolest, and awe inspiring shit you can imagine. TOKYO TRIBE, the latest from Sion Sono, a hip hop Japanese horror, action, comedy, musical, is one of the films that make Fantastic Fest so special as you would never see something so unconventional in a North American theatre. Our favorites from the fest include of course the EDITOR, OPEN WINDOWS, Nacho's segment in VHS VIRAL was insane, SPRING, HORNS...
And if you don't have a drink in your paw you've clearly just woken up. The amazing staff serve the Alamo Drafthouse theatre while you sit on your ass and laugh and cheer it off.
Other highlights that make Fantastic Fest so fucking unforgettable include Tristan Risk slaying at Titty Bingo with her tentacle porn pic in the art off and her lap dance that practically gave the inflatable teddy she was performing for a balloon erection.
Nacho Vigalondo serenaded us with a show stopping performance of Freddy's Don't Stop Me Now. Nacho is a staple of Fantastic Fest. Not only a profoundly talented filmmaker but the sweetest, funniest, most darling human being you'll ever meet.
Tonight we say goodbye to the ten year anniversary of Fantastic Fest. It's the legendary closing night party that in the ABCS OF DEATH 2's 26 Ways to Die. It's gonna be 26 Ways to Party. Regrettable tattoos to commemorate the ten year mile stone. Sham marriages. Roasted pigs that were shot by festival goes from the controversial Helicopter Hog Hunt that is exactly what you think it is. Rumor has it there will be a full roasted cow this year. Throwing knives. Drinking games. And the now legendary slap shots.
So, in truth, you may never hear from us again. As we ride off into the closing night sunset we are left with the undeniable feeling that we are the lucky ones. There is no place like Fantastic Fest.
May my liver forgive me.
Untill the next time.
The Twisted Twins
DAY SEVEN - THAT'S FANTASTIC TAKE TWO AND THAT'S A WRAP
The Postcards just keep coming. May I introduce you to Helen Mullane. A FrightFest regular for years and now film producer. She is here along with Sean Hogan, another well known FrightFest face with their documentary, which I saw and loved this morning, FUTURE SHOCK: THE STORY OF 2000 AD.
If there is a Valhalla for geeks it is surely a cinema complex, inventively programmed with free-poured booze (everything really is bigger in Texas), burgers brought to your seat, populated entirely by friendly, like-minded folks.
This year is my second time joining Austin's great, good and weird in their celebration of all things fantastic. The first went down in infamy (the good kind) as one of the wildest times I've enjoyed at a film festival and this go round once again lived up to the legend.
Myself and the rest of the Future Shock crew had the pleasure of presenting our film for the first time anywhere to both the Mondo-con and Fantastic Fest audiences this year, a delightfully surreal experience. The enthusiasm and positivity of the crowd at both screenings was overwhelming and we all came away riding high on a wave of pure elation.
That was, unsurprisingly, nigh on impossible to top, but the fest gave it a bloody good shot. There was a diverse array of excellent films on show, with FORCE MAJEURE, THE DUKE OF BURGUNDY and IN ORDER OF DISAPPEARANCE personal highlights. Beyond the films there was that legendary Texan hospitality: karaoke, where I found myself in awe of the skills of some of the Drafthouse staff; rather too many parties, where I found myself in awe of various Austinite's relentless energy and a lot of wonderful people, whose inclusiveness and sense of fun is really the thing that makes the festival.
So with my eyes tired, my voice almost gone and a slight delirium setting in I say goodbye to Fantastic Fest, until next year!
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