Sundance In My Pants

A friend sent me a congratulatory email with "Sundance in your pants" as the subject heading - which totally made me laugh out loud. Thus the title of this post. And I am done napping and getting life back on track. Ready to get back to work, thus the ability to write this post...

Holy crap, what a week! Ran, non-stop, from screenings to events all week. Got to hob nob, rub elbows, scheme-n-dream, network, boogie-oogie-oogie til I just couldn't boogie no more, and, most importantly, show this amazing film to six sold out audiences and engage in heart and mind changing conversations on this vitally important topic.

But, I gotta say, the moment of all moments was the one I shared with Robert Redford. Our final screening was on Saturday night in the Sundance screening room. As the packed house was settling down and getting ready for the film to begin, in he walked - sitting a few feet from us. Steven Greenstreet, our co-director, and I turned to one another with saucer eyes and telepathically screamed, "Holy shit, do you see who just walked in???"

He laughed, groaned and vocally reacted with the rest of the audience. It was so cool. Then, just before the film ended, he slipped out - followed quickly by Steven. Not about to let the opportunity pass me by, I tore out on their heels. In the lobby I extended my hand saying, "Hi, I'm Emily Pearson - one of the producers..." He smiled THAT smile and pulled me into a bear hug. "Hey, you got some good screen time." "Yes, I did," I laughed - suddenly wondering how opposed he would be to me throwing him down, right there, in front of the fireplace. He loved the film - called it powerful and said what Reed and Steven had done was perfect. We needed cigarettes after he disappeared into the snowy night.


I posted this picture on Facebook and was amazed at some of the rude comments about him looking like a cadaver or me having taken the picture at a Wax Museum. WTF??? The dude is like, 70! Paul Newman is already dead, for God's sake. He is still in great shape, still has an amazing full head of blond hair and still has THAT smile that melted me in The Way We Were and The Natural. You just can't rip on Robert Redford - one of the world's seriously cool humans. Give me a break.



Me & Reed - couldn't love the man more if I tried.

Me & Lance. Have I already mentioned he is lovely? He is lovely.

Me & Bruce (Bastian) long time friend and the film's Executive Producer.

Me & Fred Karger. Founder of Californians Against Hate. Any of you aware of his work - please support him by clicking on the link and giving Five For Fred.

I wanted to gather as much media on this film for any and all of you that are interested as I could but there is just FAR too much and this post would be never ending. Google us and read away.

No matter what the handful of hecklers say, I am proud of my association with this film and had an amazing time last week.

In the name of Robert Redford, Amen.