Death in Charge is seriously getting around. It’s now screened at 76 festivals, garnered 15 awards and numerous nominations and it continues to travel the world. While I was off with it in Alaska, it was also screening at Cambofest in Cambodia – here are some stills – how cool is that? Go, Death! Congrats to the entire team!
Just like Sheila E., Devi wants to live the glamorous life. She’s not quite there yet. In the meantime, here’s where she’s at…
Death in Cambodia – Sweet!
December 19th, 2009 by Devi Snively (The Directrix)Maybe You’re Just Not Funny Enough…
December 18th, 2009 by Devi Snively (The Directrix)
…was Kenny’s comment as I bitched about the cacophony of cricket chirping going on in our dining room. Our apartment is an entomologist’s dream. Read the rest of this entry »
Let There Be Pookas!
December 17th, 2009 by Devi Snively (The Directrix)
I just revisited Harvey last night. What a truly marvelous film! James Stewart is so heartbreakingly wonderful in it with so many great quotes. I’ve been meaning to rent it for over a year now. I thought it would speak to me and it so did. Read the rest of this entry »
“In Everyone’s Life There’s a Summer of ‘42″
December 15th, 2009 by Devi Snively (The Directrix)
I got back from Alaska yesterday and actually found L.A. a bit nippy – how weird is that? I don’t know if this is common, but I always feel a little sad after a particularly great fest experience. For 11 days I had a new home, family and lifestyle. We’ll all stay in touch naturally, but never again will that same group of people live in that same environment altogether like that. It’s the end of an era, albeit a tiny one. Read the rest of this entry »
Sentimental Journey
December 12th, 2009 by Devi Snively (The Directrix)
I can’t believe it’s been 10 days already. How does this always happen? This world feels so familiar by now, like we’ve created a “home” here somehow that seems far too established to be the result of such a small period of time. More members of the pack have left and I’m reminded once again of those end-of-summer-camp pangs when we had to say our goodbyes. So very bittersweet. Read the rest of this entry »