Edited from original post on Star City Harbinger – August 26, 2009You can live in a town for quite some time before visiting a place that is a landmark or doing something that ought to be part of one’s typical interest as a resident. For example, I lived in the New York City area for over 45 years, yet I have gone to the Statue of Liberty only once. I rode to the top of the World Trade Center only once. I have never been to Coney Island. Sometimes I don’t feel like acting like a tourist, but definitely, there just isn’t enough time to see and do everything.
Finally, after living in Roanoke for five years, I visited the
Grandin Theatre. The event, I felt, was the best one to which I could be initiated – The Open Projector Night.
I learned that
Open Projector Night is a quarterly contest for filmmakers of all levels. I wanted to acquaint myself with Open Projector Night because I too am interested in entering a short film in November. I needed to see how videos looked on a theatre-sized movie screen and to get a taste of the talent in our area. Of course, I also went to enjoy myself, which I did.
I paid the admission price of $6.50 and walked up to the ticket collector who gave me a flyer. This flyer is no ordinary piece of paper, I thought, looking at the names and titles listed on it. This is what Open Projector Night is all about for the filmmakers who have entered their pieces for the evening. This, I knew, was the holiest sheet of paper ever printed on and ever to be checked off by every person in attendance. It demanded that I pay very close attention to each single frame flickering by on the screen.
And so I walked into a dark theatre, feeling embarrassed for being obviously late, and made my way to an empty seat all the way down in the front rows. It was an awkward walk, but once in my seat, I was relieved and, in an instant, forgot my crime. The screen had immediately grasped my full interest and I remained, as did the entire theatre full of viewers, focused without interruption.
I’m not sure how many seats are at the Grandin, but the theatre seemed pretty filled. I did not meet up with the Blacksburg Media Artists group that I recently joined, because I was late leaving my office. However, I managed to see all but the first selection.
I had no expectations, except that perhaps I might like or dislike some films more than others. But I hoped that at least one or two would prove worthy of the six bucks I just spent. To my surprise, each short film had a life of its own. Each had a statement to make. Some of them suffered slightly from holding back in cutting what might not have made it into its finished version once the film’s editor learned to say more with less. Most of the evening’s pieces were challenged technically from the difficult conversion to a large screen, having been shot and edited as videos and not in professional (and expensive) 16mm film. Otherwise, Open Projector Night was clearly a winner in itself, bringing out the best in our area’s short-film creators.
A couple films were dramatic pieces, one of which was presented in black and white (
ii played for her), and told a story about a young man meeting a woman, to whom he’d eventually play his saxophone once he’d get up the nerve. There were a few music videos. One such work was entered by Randolf Walker, who set to his own version of “House of the Rising Sun” an emotional Wild West piece, which he directed and also played in as the wretched, gambling, drinking man whom his maiden (Lisa Angell) sang about in lamenting flashbacks while walking sullenly and lonely by the old railroad tracks. (You can see this piece here on
YouTube.)
There were several comedies. Most enjoyable were
The Great American Road Trip Part 2 about a road trip to the Martinsville Speedway, and
First Impressions, about a young man sitting in a waiting room before an interview when suddenly he reverts back to his childhood fantasies.
Open Projector Night’s showcase of local filmmakers is one of the few held in Roanoke for this genre of visual media, oddly enough. The screening is paneled by the Young Curators and the Teen Advisory Committee of the
Taubman Museum of Art. (You can see past winners on the Grandin Theatre
website).
Roanoke appears to be the Arts hub of SW Virginia with all of its galleries, museums and music venues. This is a nice addition and shouldn’t be missed in anyone’s repertoire of things to do in Roanoke… I for one will put it on my rotation.
The Grandin Theatre and the area itself are very conducive to the Arts. The
Roanoke Ballet is on the same street. The Grandin neighborhood is home to the
Heart of Virginia Foundation, led by Americana artist Tommy Edwards and his partner Nancy Hunter. (They will be hosting a “Healing through Creativity” Festival from October 17-24. Please visit their website for more information.) The locals also enjoy the bohemian and artsy atmosphere in town, which includes the
Grandin Gardens and the
Roanoke Natural Foods Co-op.
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