Hi, my name is Roger Erik Tinch and I’m a Fantastic Fest Virgin. As a matter of fact, I’m also an Alamo Drafthouse Virgin. And, before the n00b taunts start, it’s nothing I’m proud of and I plan to deflower myself rather quickly during the next five days at Fantastic Fest 2009. Now I’m not a “festival veteran,” I’ve attended Sundance, SXSW, AFI Fest and art/online directed the CineVegas Film Festival for the past five years; but I am a film fan fo’ life so the FF schedule definitely gets my naughty bits all nice and tingly.
Just looking at the film schedule conjures a psychologist’s wet dream of word associations: cannibalism, psychics, martial arts, aliens, swashbucklers, demons, space vomit, balzaaks, SWAT, rectal probes and ghosts. Whew, and that’s just the first day folks.
Besides getting drunk off film, I’m also looking forward to getting drunk – or shizer faced as the Germans call it – at the trademark FF events and parties. It’s such a ritual in fact that I’ve heeded the advice of We Are Movie Geek‘s Scott H and have been drinking and getting very little sleep for the last week in preparation. Heck, I’m drinking and blogging right now at 11:30pm on a Tuesday! Expect a few posts from me a day as I offer myself up to the film and party orgy known as Fantastic Fest.
So with drink in hand and most of my schedule worked out on B-Side I only have one question for you: wanna help me kill this six pack of beer?
