Sketches From Ciff A Few Thoughts On The Nature Of Virtual Reality
The AMC River East isn’t exactly Grauman’s Chinese Theater and the Chicago International Film Festival isn’t Cannes, but over a week and a half each October some of the better new films and many of the people who made them show up at this airport terminal-like multiplex a half mile short of Navy Pier on Illinois Street. When I pitched writing something about the festival this year, I envisioned wandering about and eavesdropping on the excited conversations of film lovers and putting together an impressionistic travelogue-type essay....