I like to say that everything going on upstairs at Kartemquin eventually avalanches down on me, here in the storefront. I find myself buried in the tapes that were hiding for years behind our old Steenbeck, walled in by boxes of newly-arrived DVDs, and my first thought upon meeting new directors is always, 'Someday I'm gonna have to type out your movie's title so many times...'
It draws to mind that creature in Jim Henson's Labyrinth, the one that surrounds itself with objects of sentimental value until it begins wearing those objects on its back.
So, as these things pan out, I transformed into the video-box cyborg-cop, wielding the cassette of justice and the canister of vengeance. And Lyra became the great (albeit short) film-box robot.
Someday there will be action figures of us, I'm sure.
Post By Jenna Caravello