Notes
From A Festival Junkie ...
Friday
Any
reasonable person leading a well ordered life would not enter into the fray of
a festival the size and scope of Toronto unless they were calm, cool and collected.
But somehow the time got away from me.
The
one wise precaution I took was attempting to see a number of films screening in
Toronto prior to boarding the red eye in Los Angeles. However, I spent the previous
48 hours feverishly attempting to complete other deadlines and oozed off the plane
like The Blob and not some game festival warrior.
The
good news was that there were no glitches at the press office and I maintained
a silent snicker as others around me attempted to talk their way into credentials
they had filed late or not at all. However, the first shock of reality was confronting
the screening schedule. Already word of sell out screenings and juggled schedules
were swirling in the office and the sight of an immediate conflict only made me
want to crawl into a hole and escape having to make any sort of decision.
Though
my perceptions were blurred, there seemed an unmistakable sense that the organization
had become rootless. The press office had moved from a hotel and into a shopping
plaza and guest relations were in a storefront across the street. The Industry
Centre was still at Sutton Place (the base hotel back in the 1980s) but there
was no focal hotel for the festival office. The organizers were miles away at
TFF's permanent office and the feeling that communication lines were frayed permeated
the air like some discordant static.
I'd
missed the past two Toronto outings but Sid Adilman brought me up to speed
on the first evening. The festival organization made quite a splash a year ago
when it acquired land for a new permanent and significantly expanded site. A massive
fundraising drive was also announced and groundbreaking was to occur this month
on an ambitious venture that would not be completed until 2007. However, recently
fest director Piers Handling admitted they had been overly optimistic about
financial resources and support wasn't happening as vigorously as anticipated.
So, the groundbreaking has been postponed until
later.
Meanwhile,
its two most nettlesome fest related problems continued to be nettlesome. They
still have endless problems with accommodating both the public and industry in
respect to screenings and the dilemma over centralizing the event seems to worsen
annually.
The
2003 edition had headquartered at the Delta, a convention hotel/center and word
was that a multi-year pact had been forged. Whether a contract existed or not,
the Delta decided once was enough and the scuttlebutt included nightmares involving
elevators and the hotel's dismay that fest participants didn't appear to be spending
any money at the shops and restaurants in the complex.
The
Toronto fest has at one time or another commissioned economic impact studies that
have rendered impressive conclusions about immediate and residual spending in
the city that can be directly tied to the event. And while the findings aren't
in dispute, it would appear that they've been disproportionately negative for
the hotels that have signed on as hosts. In the early years, The Sutton Place
aggressively lobbied for host status but once it became a major entertainment
industry destination opted out.
The
no hotel option might be no option or a one-time experiment. There's tremendous
support for the festival both from government and corporate sponsors but there
remains the daunting challenge of finding sufficient screens in some sort of reasonable
physical proximity.
For
years much of the focus has been in the city's Bay-Bloor area with screenings
running at the 4-screen Cumberland, 5-screen Uptown and at least 8-screens at
the Varsity. This year the Uptown was closed and the festival had to dig to find
single screens at the Royal Ontario Museum and Ryerson University. There's also
a strong rumor that a real estate sale will result in the closing of the Cumberland
next year.
In
any event, festival organizers have to be seriously considering moving out of
the Bloor-Bay area and relocating to another area of Toronto's downtown. The problem
is that no other central area presently offers a sufficient number of screens
and subsequent editions will almost unquestionably require a stepped up subway/taxi
budget.
And then
there were the movies
-
by Leonard Klady