Philly Film Fest Split Provokes The Age-Old Question: Why Can’t This Town Produce A Long-Standing, Decent Festival?
We’ve been cramming to understand this post on The Clog since late yesterday; as you know, we are muy muy fluent in A.D. Amorosi-ese, but when there’s a story with this many moving parts, Angelo gets even more confusing than when he’s trying to punch his way out of the paper bag that is a concert preview. So we’ve A/B’d all the info in his piece with a contact close to the situation, and here is what we know:
Phew. Got all that? Good. Now, let’s put it all in context: For some reason, this city just cannot seem to consistently produce, year in and year out, a festival of import. The Live Arts & Fringe Festival went through a major identity crisis this year. Locally-produced music festivals seem to come and go annually. BlogPhiladelphia is missing in action. And on and on. When it all came down, the Philadelphia Film Festival was the most consistent, reliable, branded festival this city had. Sure, it had problems — the world “festival” is actually Spanglish for “problems,” I think — but it showed up on time, year in, year out. When you do that, you don’t just represent your own festival; you represent its city of origin. And now, Ray Murray, you’re going to trash it all over a pissing match with we-know-not-who? Can’t you just buy the naming rights and be done with it?