Exclusive cineGLAAD Interview: Dustin Lance Black at the 2010 Sundance Film Festival

Dustin Lance Black and Joe Solmonese at cineGLAAD's Panel Discussion on 8: The Mormon Proposition

Director Reed Cowan at cineGLAAD's Panel Discussion on 8: The Mormon Proposition

SNACKBOX 2010: 8: The Mormon Proposition

Friday Video: Are You F*cking Kidding Me? (Facebook Song) LIVE

In honor of my week at Sundance and the incredible talent and creativity there, and all the Facebook friend requests I have suddenly received, and the fact that this song makes me laugh my ass off - that is on days when I am not so exhausted I cannot form proper sentences...

Enjoy your weekend. I am going to sleep...

Living the Dream Episode 9: 8: The Mormon Proposition, Standing Ovation

Way Better Than A Stupid Stuttering Ass

Variety called me an Eloquent Talking Head. I LOVE IT!

Stading Ovations, Celebrity Sightings And Oscar Winners - Oh My!

Yesterday afternoon an audience of 600+ stood and gave "8: The Mormon Proposition" a standing ovation - something virtually unheard of at Sundance - that lasted through the entire closing credits. It was incredible, emotional and almost other worldly. It is an incredible film. When I saw the final cut at a private screening earlier this weekend, I sobbed through much of it. I will sing Reed and Steven Greenstreet's (co-director & editor) praises until the end of my days for what they've created. In a word - it is stunning.


(Why, oh why, the Getty Gods of Camera Snapping insisted on capturing me with this oh-so-weird look on my face while addressing the crowd yesterday is beyond me. But it's still cool. Pictured: (L. to R.) Steven Greenstreet, Me, Reed Cowan, Chris Volz (producer), Bruce Bastian (Exec. Producer), Lance Black (Narrator), Gavin Newsom (San Francisco Mayor) and Dennis Herrera (San Francisco City Attorney).

I was extremely fortunate to be able to spend a couple of days around Dustin Lance Black (Oscar winner, Best Screenplay, "Milk") who is an absolutely lovely person. We all crowded into the rooms where celebs get their photos taken by top photographers for our Cast & Crew photos. Bumped into Chris Cooper, had my make-up touched up 3 feet from Tommy Lee Jones, came face to face with Adrien Brody (love him!) and was knocked off balance and grabbed the arms of Ben Affleck. It's incredibly fun to be star struck while at the same time getting VIP treatment as a producer on one of most hyped films at the festival. When Reed and Steven G. met Robert Redford he smiled, shook his finger and said, "Oh... it's YOU guys! You were the main topic of my press conference yesterday." How cool is that???

As I overheard someone say, "Sundance is filled with Movers & Shakers and Losers and Fakers." So blessed to be counted among the Movers & Shakers - or, at least, rubbing elbows with them.

Running back up for another screening and HRC party. I will return and report.

8:TMP Makes CNNs Top 5 Sundance Films To See

BOW CHICKA BOW BOW...

Something I'd Give A Semi-Vital Organ To See

Spiritually Screwed

It will most likely not surprise many of you that it is nearly impossible to shock me. The more shocking and offensive something is, the harder I usually laugh at it. So, I'm online doing a little sex toy research for Passion Parties (that's my story and I'm sticking to it) and I come across this website called Divine Interventions. (Mom, do NOT under any circumstances click on that link. I'm not kidding.) Yep, religious sex toys in the shape of everything from Jesus to Buddha to the Virgin Mary... and then some. The Devil Dildo. Wow. Umm... no thanks. He had his way with me for too many years as it was. The only thing I am spreading for him is the mythical manure from which he was made.

First of all, I would like to congratulate the folks over at Divine Interventions for achieving the near impossible. I was shocked. Not offended shocked, just shocked shocked. Don't know why, after my shelter-challenged years as a pre-teen on Castro Street, but I was. I gasped and then covered my mouth. And then I laughed. And then I just stared. And then I laughed some more. And then I got weirdly philosophical.

I mean I totally get it. All around us we see extreme examples of spiritual masturbation by those that get off on being oh-so-right, oh-so-the-only-true and oh-so-perfect. There are millions of humans still reeling and picking up the pieces of their souls that were shattered by the religions of their childhood. There is intense anger. And many of those religions are sexually warping and dysfunctional. I get the need to give whatever and whoever the giant finger as you are navigating healing and individuating. I absolutely get it. But I also gotta ask - if a religion fucked you that bad, why would you turn around, pick up the sword yourself, as it were, and allow it to continue?

After all, Jesus said to turn the other cheek - not bend over.

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Christopher Walken singing, dancing, stripping

Oh. My. God.

How, oh how have I never seen this??? Thank you, Little Lucy!!! You just made my day - a hundred times over.

Friday Video: Fatboy Slim - Weapon Of Choice

I forgot how exquisitely happy This Video That Won't Embed , featuring Christopher Walken - on whom I have the maddest of all crushes, makes me.

Happy Friday, Internetland!

Lookin Like A Fool With Your Pants On The Ground

(Those of you that aren't fans of American Idol, feel free to skip this and all future, obnoxious, Idol-mania related posts.)

The first week of the parade of human weirdness we call the preliminary American Idol auditions is now under our belts. As usual, we weren't disappointed with the sad freak show sprinkled with some really amazing raw talent. And I think we can safely say, in fact I'm placing my bet right now, that we have our big production number - "Looking Like A Fool With Your Pants On The Ground." It will be pimped out and fully produced, featuring the 62 year old dude that brought us the love, surrounded by street dancers. You just wait...

Okay, my favorite contestants this week were:

In last place: Clark Kent's evil twin. He was totally unwell and totally creepy. Actually, he is not at all one of my favorites but was so weird that I figured he deserved at least a mention.

In Third Place: The jumping She-Jock with the half shirt and saggy belly. I just kept throwing popcorn at the TV screaming , "Stop jumping! For God's sake, please stop jumping!"

In Second Place: Wolfman Jackson. The delightful and refreshing blend of Janet & Michael thrown in a blender with a dash of Benicio Del Toro. Yummy.

Tied for First Place: The sweetest of all sweet guys who timidly sang "All By Myself" in his tiny, shaking voice and the gayest of all gay boys who did his rendition of "Womanizer" with choreography of such razor sharp precision that it put to shame every cheerleader that has EVER existed.

Many giggles, several out loud belly laughs, many gasps with hands over mouth. All in all a good week of mindless entertainment - sunshine kissed candy, if you will, for my winter fevered brain.

Such sweet relief.

Sparkle Mania

I liked the books and all - I mean, they were a great romantic romp for us vampire lovers (although I much prefer The Vampire Diaries. ) But seriously, the grown women who cry and giggle and scream at the mention of the name Edward need to take off their half shirts, stop dotting their I's with little hearts, turn off High School Musical and come with me to a Chippendales show.

Now, there's something for grown women to scream about.

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Amen.

(Thanks Laura!)

Sold Out

So, 8: THE MORMON PROPOSITION sold out at Sundance 11 days before general public ticket sales began. There are many, many people who are clamoring for tickets. I can't get 'em for ya, Reed can't get 'em for ya. So sorry. If you are one of those people trying to get tickets, contact Sundance immediately and ask them to add more screenings of 8: THE MORMON PROPOSITION. E mail them at: FestivalTickets@sundance.org

Bad news for pining viewers, great news for the film.

So excited!!!

Even Smart Asses Get The Blues

I was asked if my sparse posting as of late is because I am bored with this blog or if readership is down. Umm… neither. February Funk hit early this year.

A delightful combination of stress, holiday madness, more book rejections, some very shitty personal news, the appearance of snow and the disappearance of blue sky, magically laced together with poisonous amounts of any and all things sugary that I deliriously consumed like a cheap crack whore - and I was back napping with my head in the oven along side the dozens of tiny gingerbread men that I bake every year.

Not bored, just taking a not at all enjoyable time out. Utah, and I assume all snow bound states, seems to be made up of two types of people. Those that scamper to and fro trilling about winter being some miraculous adventure cake covered in creamy white newness, and those of us that want to kill those people. We are fine through the holidays, January is a challenge, but by February and March we are hanging on by our fingernails – if that. This year it seems to have hit a lot of us early. Many people I know crashed and burned after the holidays this year, as if the New Year brought some Egyptian plague that oozed house to house robbing us of our will to decoupage.

Therefore, many of us took our sad little selves to the doctor for Happy Pills and are slowly returning to the land of the living.

I love you, California, with your Golden Gate ajar.
I love your purple sunsets, love your skies of azure blue.
I love you, Catalina - you are very dear to me.
I love you, Tamalpais, and I love Yosemite.
I love you, Land of Sunshine - half your beauties are untold.
I loved you in my childhood, and I'll love you when I'm old.

[Insert heavy sigh.]

What The Hell???

Holy shit - I didn't even know this was on here! First time I have sung publicly in years and years...

Good thing it cuts off before the part where I accidentally did a backflip and crashed through the window. Man, was THAT embarrassing!

Psychologically Normal

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Hot damn! Dimitri, dude, I am bummed they didn't give your entire phone number. You are a catch! Maybe I can find you on My StoopidSpace...

Wow.

Reed Cowan: Mormon Of The Year

Reed has been nominated as "Mormon of the Year" for the influence he has had with his film. Right on.

Please Internetland, VOTE HERE AND VOTE NOW. In the name of David Hasselhoff, amen.

And, thank you.

156 Countries Sing Together for the Starbucks Love Project

This is absolutely beautiful. Not only for those of us that have lost countless loved ones to AIDS, but for those of us that are simply human beings committed to a better, more loving, world in which to play.