This past Friday, for five whole minutes, I was not a waste of space. *gasp* I screened my film for Matt Groening... WITH Matt Groening. No need to tell me. I already know. I am a very lucky girl...
As my short played, I held my breath. Dear God, it's me, Margaret, er, Debra. It's me, Debra. Please, let Matt laugh. If he does, I will have succeeded. If he does... Holy-shit. (Mind my language.) My prayers were answered! For he did. Laugh, that is. And it didn't even sound forced.
After the show, the filmmakers got to meet him. (6 films, 7 people.) Matt could not have been kinder. He shook my hand. He shook le cub's. Matt wasn't afraid of cooties...
He gave each of us his "stalker card" (business card). Alexis and I are totally going to forward him our favorite Youtube videos. Kittens, Inspired by Kittens will be the first that I send. Am kidding, of course. Kinda. Sorta.
But in all seriousness... Meeting Matt meant more to me than he could possibly imagine. After the screening, he provided each of us with invaluable feedback. The cherry-on-top of an already unbelievable sundae. Matt loved Mortimer. A "scene stealer" who deserves his own show documenting his adventures. I sat in the audience, speechless... "I DIE!" I thought. Of sheer joy and bliss...
On a side note, I've decided to name my the Nikon D70 "Matt." It's the least I could do. Photos from the event to come. I just need to figure out how to work "Matt"...
