Holy Shit

National Film ChallengeScreening Process: A Loser’s Guide to Love just made the finalists round — a mere 15 films out of 161 original teams in the competition — in the 2004 National Film Challenge.

I’m absolutely stunned. This is phenomenal news. I want to take this time to offer my most sincere congratulations to everyone involved in this project, in any capacity whatsoever. There is no way we could have done this without all of your help. Filmmaking is truly a collaborative process, and it this case, it would appear we’ve got a pretty damned good collaboration going.

I’d drink myself stupid tonight if I weren’t watching the girls. So everyone else out there — it is your solemn duty to get absolutely smashed tonight in my stead.

And then I want whatever details you can remember.


At 6:22 AM, Anonymous said...

Congratulations, man!

- Talbott

At 6:24 AM, Anonymous said...

And I'd be a complete ass if I didn't laugh at reading, "I’d drink myself stupid tonight if I weren’t watching the girls." based on your prep school abstinence. :-)

But, you know, congrats anyway!

- Talbott

At 9:26 AM, Bill Coughlan said...

This from the man who (a) managed to get me so hammered I couldn't walk down the hall, and (b) vanished under less-than-ideal circumstances after junior year...

But in my case, it wasn't so much deliberate abstinence as a combination of lack of money to spend on booze and a substantial dose of outright paranoia. A lot can change in a few short years.

Not that I'm doing all that much better on the money front (the hazard of having a taste for Talisker, one of the most expensive single malts on the shelf), but I've at least managed to channel my paranoia into more socially acceptable arenas.

Like politics...

(Still, thanks for the kind words -- it does mean a lot coming from someone "in the business.")

At 10:55 AM, Anonymous said...

YAY BILL! That's ridiculously great news. :)


At 12:23 PM, Andrew said...

Congrats. Now I have an excuse for the Bombay G&Ts I threw back last night.

Sorry we never got to do that kind of thing as roommates, chum.

At 12:57 PM, MontiLee said...


I will drink for you. Pass the scotch.

At 7:18 AM, Anonymous said...

Bill replied, "This from the man who managed to get me so hammered I couldn't walk down the hall"


I did that?

I guess all the Bacardi 151 from those halcyon high school days really HAS turned my noggin into swiss cheese.

As for my premature departure, all I can say is...I WAS FRAMED!!!!!!!





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