LAist at Sundance: Day 3
Lizard King and Co. | Photo courtesy of the Sundance Film Festival
Perhaps the biggest challenge when attending the Sundance Film Festival is determining how on God's green earth you are going to do everything that you want to do. Film schedules don't always sync up, travel on the city shuttles--while free--can be slow and there is always the temptation to stay out till all hours of the night at any one of the numerous parties that dot the landscape of Park City (thus ruining the next morning). That last thing is, of course, exactly what I foolishly did on Saturday night.
After a festive dinner with all eleven of my condo mates (irrigated by far too much wine), five of us headed down to Main Street to attend a soiree thrown by Island/DefJam. The party scene in Park City is surreal. While temperatures at night range in the teens, there is no shortage of bony girls from Los Angeles hovering outside in mini skirts and heels (not good for walking on ice by the way). Thankfully, the cold is quickly flushed away as the complimentary cocktails begin to flow. By three am I figure it might be wise to head home.