Run, people of Park City, run!
It's that time of year again, when your beautiful streets are filled with beautiful people and pale, hunchbacked screenwriters, all of them polluting your environment with their noxious Hollywood gases.
Being fans of film, we turned to the New York Times for indie news and, as so often happens with the Times, we get less than we expected. Like this story by an asshat named Michael Cieply.
Apparently, the entertainment industry should hang its collective, well-coiffed head for polluting the planet. You know, what with people flying in from LA, and driving rental cars, and breaking wind. Damn those entertainers and their gassy, vegan ways.
Yes, Hollywood can be smug about their carbon offsets and geothermal espresso machines, but couldn't Mr. Cieply find something else to write about other than the hypocrisy of making a movie about the environment and then using electricity to screen it? Really, this is the big story?
Please, don't tell Mr. Cieply that Silent Spring was printed on paper. Shame on Rachel Carson for not finding a more eco-friendly venue. Like rocks we could all pass around.
And it would be wrong of me, I guess, to point out that Mr. Cieply is expressing his concern about Park City's environment in the Dead Tree Times.
Wait, I smell a bit of irony. Or was that Al Gore's bean burrito?