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“I am proud to announce this is the only theater that isn’t showing the Dark Knight.” Director Guillermo del Toro (Pan’s labyrinth) cracked the audience up last night introducing his film “Hellboy II” at the Directors Guild of America (DGA).
I was sitting in stylish red velvet seats at the DGA theatre for the first time so I felt pressure to be on best behavior, not only was I Noreen’s guest, I wore a name tag.
Then Helen Mirren squeezed past my knees to sit one seat over, I made the silent wide eyed “stare” at Noreen, telepathically sending the message: The Queen is inches from my face and smells like sunflowers.
I tried to pay attention to the movie, in one sentence, a superhero movie where a hero performs mundane tasks along with saving the world. Dark Knight Batman stopping at Shell to buy a red bull, yep like that.
The movie ended, next was the interview with the Director, the bonus of attending a DGA feature, watching Mr. Guillermo on stage, his round body pouring over the sides of the small chair assigned to him created a very humorous situation. “Do I look fat in this chair? I look like a muffin man.” he joked with a thick spanish accent while tugging the bottom of his t-shirt shuffling his tennis shoes on the carpet. He pointed out he was underdressed but wasn’t concerned about his casual appearance. Oh, I like this man, I giggled to myself, then oddly craved a muffin? Mental note: blueberry muffin for breakfast tomorrow.
Guillermo is down to earth, during the Q and A, he confirmed this by saying “My car is like a bachelor’s. I found a chicken nugget under the seat and I was like there you were! I still wanted to eat it!” Unfortunately, I relate to this.
I thoroughly enjoyed this event, Guillermo unknowingly turned into my motivational speaker, encouraging words about my career choice are rare. And he cusses! shyyyt. Then the scent of sunflowers turned me towards well groomed Helen Mirren, who was putting on her sweater, leaving. If The Queen is out that’s my que. The event ended, being the self appointed line leader, I led everyone out the door. I live around the corner so I walked home, it was dark and I’m not going to lie, I heard footsteps. I walked faster and imagined Helen Mirren’s party forgot to stop following me… like a school field trip.
