Greetings. It is 88 degrees.
I have been busy the past few days with a cough. Friday we met with Michael Phillips of the Chicago Tribune and he gave us some tips on how to write reviews. He also told our teacher to make our reviews shorter. Right on, Mr. Phillips!
That night I got into the premiere of Terry Gilliam's The Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus. It was Heath Ledger's last film. It was so-so. I had mixed feelings. Overall, I thought it was a weak movie. Nothing special. I'm about to write my next review on it.
Afterward, everyone went to the pub to sing karaoke, but I was feeling too sick to stick around.
I was forced to move out of my room b/c of a complication with reservations, but I get to move back in today (I think...I hope). Yesterday, I went to the beach for a while and hung around JLP trying to rest.
And today is the last day of the festival. Tonight they are showing Coco Chanel and then the closing ceremonies. We're going to head over there early to eat dinner for Lindsey's birthday. I'm at the Best Western trying to get started on my next film review, but I'm still feeling a little ill. It's really hot in here.
It's weird that the festival is almost over. I'm not sure how I feel about it. In a way I'm glad because it's been stressful and draining, but I think I'll miss it.
That's all for now.
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