Manic Monday

And it was in every sense of the word.

For Falcon-Pro we had two meetings in the morning with people who knew Henri from previous Cannes Film Festivals and one with a potential producer on further projects.  The second one I thought was the coolest because he is actually coming to NYC soon to film a movie and will be handling the auditions, so I may have an in to another movie that way by having this meeting today.  That is the one problem with coming here with Henri, is that I can't just be out here to promote myself, it is strictly working with Falcon-Pro.  So I have limited time to test the waters with agents, directors and producers about having potential acting gigs with them.  But having said that, I still have met a great many of contacts so I really shouldn't be complaining.

After the meetings we had a press conference with the Netherlanders to discuss the movie and they got to interview some of the actors that showed up.  Obviously I wasn't interviewed because my part was so small and because I am not a well known Dutch or American actor.  But I hope one day for that to be me!

Then the first industry screening of Amsterdam Heavy took place at 4 p.m.  Having already seen it and since it wasn't a red carpet screening or anything, I opted not to go because I wanted there to be room for buyers and distributors for the film.  And the thought of watching myself again didn't interest me so I went back to my apartment until we had to be ready for the post-screening party.  We held the Amsterdam Heavy Party on the beach at one of the pavilions and a lot of the actors that I worked with in Holland were there so it was great to catch up and see everyone again.  One of the girls actually was handing her shirt around to the actors to get them to sign it, and she actually asked me to sign it as well.  Pretty cool!

Amy and I on the beach @ Amsterdam Heavy Party

Rough Life

There's my autograph on a t-shirt!

Popping champagne to celebrate

The producers at Funny How Films being interviewed

Later that night we had every intention of going to the Chopard party.  We even convinced one of the festival drivers to come pick us up from our villa and take us there.  But he was actually a really nice guy and we had a couple drinks with him at a restaurant and he ended up dropping us off in the official car at the VIP room.  If I haven't mentioned this yet I will now.  The new interns are AMAZING at getting into places where they are not invited.  They have a way of talking to the guard, sneaking on a yacht or just owning their confidence to get into any party.  I wish I had that kind of no-holds-bar confidence that didn't conflict with my moral compass.  But I guess that is why I normally consider myself a "home-body" because I would rather sit at home in my pajamas then feel out of place at any party.