Hollywood's World Animation Celebration
Wacfest was, true to its name, a celebration.
The festival has been around for the last fifteen years, and it has
had an extravaganza of some sort surrounding the film competition
for the last seven of those. This year, with the vision of Terry Thoren
and the blessing of Los Angeles Mayor Richard Riordan, the World Animation
Celebration has returned to its roots and home of Los Angeles, with
a weeklong schedule of events that covered everything from the history
of sex in animation to the archival footage of Disney's "unseen
treasures." A common observation among attendees was that, 'This isn't your normal
trade show and recruitment expo.'
Truly L.A. Yes and yes. Though the activity of Wacfest was spread among the different venues
of the Hollywood Roosevelt Hotel, the L.A. Film School, and even,
for one afternoon, the Paramount Studios lot, the whole festival was
remarkably well coordinated and organized. In the future, there will
be one facility (currently under construction) that will house the
entire affair, but for now, most of the week's discussions and screenings
took place at Hollywood Boulevard's newly restored Egyptian Theater,
only a short jaunt away.
Walking poolside of the historic Hollywood Roosevelt Hotel --
where, once upon a time, the likes of Marilyn Monroe used to live
-- with a beer in one hand and a cell phone in the other, people were
making deals, making calls, and generally watching as a new breed
of celebrity emerges. Where else could one rub elbows, and forge relationships,
with the president, CEO or executive producer of a major independent
studio? Passing among the cabana booths, the beach balls and the bikini-clad
girls promoting Eruptor.com, these "future mogels" of the
entertainment industry came from as far and wide as Canada, India
and South America. Courtesy of Wildbrain.com, this brave new world
was Web cast for the amusement of a larger, on-line audience, and
if you look closely enough, you might even spy as part of the surreal
background and wonder: 'Hey, isn't that Bill Plympton?' -- or, from
his balcony perch, an older gentleman patiently giving interviews
to the media -- 'Hey, isn't that Stan Lee?'
























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