End Notes

  The Book of Life was a great end to the Festival. In years gone by, the final film was often cancelled or else just so bad that it had to be walked out on ('97, '96, ...) For once it ends with a bang, and very tired, I wind my way back to my mother's place. Tomorrow is ticketless, and the possibilities are endless.

Jan 2, 1999: While scanning the year-end obituaries, I came across David Overbey's name. He died at the end of December. Overbey was a programmer at the festival, and though I found his judgement a bit dodgy at times, I nevertheless admired him for having what I consider the ideal job, one that allowed him to service his obvious passion for cinema.

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