From NYC to EDI
Our very first night at the Edinburgh International Film Festival was spent....at an airport hotel in New York City.
On Monday, just as we were about to board our overnight American Airlines flight to London, an announcement came across the loudspeaker: "The airplane is beyond repair. This flight has been cancelled.” Not much negotiating with that.
And so we were delayed for 18 hours, while our three actors (Lee Perkins, Donal Thoms-Cappello and Madoka Kasahara) arrived one by one in Scotland on Tuesday. We fretted about what sort of trouble they'd get themselves into, but when we arrived on Wednesday morning, we found them all intact.
On arriving, we immediately got swept into the festival. We've finally been meeting the people with whom we've been corresponding over the last month and half, putting faces to all those names, and they're all wonderful and kind.
We spent our first day in Edinburgh checking on the details for Thursday's screening and party afterward: we went to Cineworld to look at the theater, we delivered our promo materials, we went to our party venue at Cabaret Voltaire's Speakeasy and heard details about the brand new Red Machine cocktail that their bartenders are going to be serving at Thursday night's party, we bought extra tickets at the box office.
And then, finally, we met up with our actors to go to Opening Night. The movie was gorgeous – so beautiful and so heartbreaking. (Steph: the second-saddest movie I've ever seen, after Iron Giant, which I've only been able to watch once.) And it was great to see our actors so duded out! After the party, we were hungry, so we went with Lee and Madoka to Mum's and tried our first haggis. Now we know we're in Scotland!