Imagine my amazement when I arrived at the O2 this morning for Day Two of Empire Presents BIG SCREEN to find PIERCE BROSNAN HIMSELF recreating the opening from The World Is Not Enough!
I decided to avoid any pastry disappointment today by securing this beauty from Starbucks for £1.60:
I wiped the tears from my chin and made my way to a showcase of footage from distributors eOne, which was all a bit rubbs. A video introduction from Paul WS Anderson to 3D footage from his forthcoming The Three Musketeers was greeted with a massive boo (as in "booooooooooo", not "BOO!", that would be weird), and the trailer for Twilight: Breaking Dawn convinced me that I don't need to lose my vampirginity with that particular series.
My first experience on a panel was mildly terrifying, as evinced by the steadiness of my hand while taking this photo of the audience:
The panel was fun though and nobody threw anything at me, although the quite lovely Mark Liversidge from film blog The Movie Evangelist did respond to one of my tweets from the morning by bringing me biscuits, so he's pretty much the bizniss.
I managed to catch some of an interview with David Arnold, and although it wasn't nearly as groundbreaking as the one I did with him last year PLUG he did make the literally amazing revelation that he played chess with Will Smith while watching cage fighting on the set of Independence Day. He also gave me a gang sign, which means we're officially homebizzles:
8.00pm: I should have gone home hours ago
Well I think we can all agree that the live blogging experiment has been a heroic failure. It doesn't really help that I didn't really do much this afternoon: I sat in on the Momentum Pictures showcase, which included a forthcoming Swedish (I think) film called Headhunters which looks good from the trailer, and some footage from Steven Soderbergh's Haywire which looks fantastic; I recorded a podcast with the sexy Sam & Simon from the Picturehouse chain, and I failed to get into the no-longer-secret screening of Drive despite standing in the world's most confusing queue for twenty minutes.
In the end I retired to the bar, which was quite a bizarre experience but I've already got someone into trouble for tweeting a picture of it so I'd better not say any more.
Bring on Sunday!