Party at Tavern on the Green for the New York Film Festival

Friday night S took me to the opening night party for the New York Film Festival (after the film A Darjeeling Express). A pretty glittering event, energized by celebrities and hordes of other self-important people. I enjoyed meeting quite a few people (the Director of the SF film festival, his gorgeous companion, the screenplay writer of the new Dylan film, directed by Todd Haynes, and one of the photographers for the Film Festival who used to shoot CBGB back in the day) but most of these film people will not ask you what you do but are happy to talk about themselves...

Angelica Huston looked very glamorous and Bill Murray appeared debonair. Jason Schwartzman keep wandering around looking for someone that he couldn't seem to find. Owen Wilson wasn't there and I didn't see Adrien Brody, but I would have been VERY happy to see him. Partygoers either looked chic or eccentric and once in awhile they struck a pose that was both chic and extreme. Everyone wondered who this particular woman was--into her middle years, she had Bride of Frankenstein hair, dark Lina Wertmuller glasses and sported plastic-looking earrings that were shaped into the map of Africa. She sat at Sylvia Miles's table but often went for walks in search of someone...was it Jason Schwartman?