We can think of no better way to celebrate the gift of 86-degree January temperatures than piling into the Defamer shortbus and freezing our lanyards off in Park City for the 2009 Sundance Film Festival!
After filling a steamer trunk with 400 cans of microwaveable mac n' cheese and as many magic hand warmers, we soon set out to join our trailblazing senior editor S.T. VanAirsdale, who has been busily setting up base camp at the Park Avenue 7-Eleven.
What can you expect from Defamer coverage? Like the dependable minimart we'll call our temporary home, we'll be nothing short of your one-stop, 24-hour Sundance convenience store. Come to us for screening reports and capsule reviews, marketplace news and gossip, auteur-on-the-street interviews, party pictures, drunken reality-star sightings, and other assorted slices-of-Sundance-life.
If you're going to be at the festival, we encourage all forms of interaction, including but not limited to saying hi, buying us alcoholic beverages, getting us into parties we'd never normally have a shot in hell of penetrating, etc. Also, while this may seem as easy as shooting Uggs in a barrel, we encourage your Park City PrivacyWatch star sightings.
That about covers it. Farewell, shorts—hello ridiculous-looking, Stalin-era, bearskin flappy hats, cause Sundance here we come. Last one at Harry O's happy hour doesn't find a distributor!
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