January 8th, 2012.
So to bring you quickly up to speed : after 40 hours either on a plane or transiting through Tokyo, within 24 hours of landing in London, I had my first premiere for the new year. And not just a premiere, but a ROYAL premiere. And not just a ROYAL premiere, but a *FREAKING STEVEN SPIELBERG* Royal Premiere.
With a Horse.
No pressure, in other words : here's how it went down.
All the stars have gone inside and it has started to rain. Time to go home? No… not yet. But things start getting a lot less good photographically from here. And did I mention this was a Royal Premiere? Well, it is.
And? It's time to go home.
(pause for effect)
But I got Spielberg!!
So, basically, it's a pretty damn good day when you get a photo of Steven Spielberg. It means that if I go through the list of my favourite directors of all time, I can now say I have actually photographed James Cameron at Avatar, and Peter Jackson at The Lovely Bones, as well as J J Abrams at Star Trek, and of course Quentin Tarantino at Inglourius Basterds.... and possibly Zack Snyder if I can ever forgive Sucker Punch by remembering how awesome 300, Dawn of the Dead or Watchmen were (Me, 2014 : I've seen Man of Steel, so... No).
To summarise: It's a pretty cool thing to be able to do by mere virtue of me having time, and a camera, and sufficient motivation to go to these things. Is it time to pack up this craze and find something else, though?
Erm... no. Ridley Scott? The Wachowskis? Sofia Coppola? Robert Zemeckis? Clint Eastwood Without A Cappuchino Sign behind his head? Some dude called CHRIS NOLAN? .... They're all on my 'To-Do' list. (As for George Lucas, dude.... I'm afraid your strike rate is just too damn low). (But you know I would!).
Anyway, a big win for "The Archive of Movie Premieres"
Until next time!