February 10th, 2013.
The BAFTAs are the British equivalent of the Academy Awards, except they’re British and they’re held in the cold and dark of winter.... and broadly speaking you need to be out in the single-digit temperatures for something like 8 hours if you want a decent spot (and that time includes queuing and waiting). I did them last year, and two years before that.
Did I mention the forecast was for rain, sleet and snow? And that all three eventuated? Here's how it went down:
Situation Update : all through the hours leading up to (and into) the event, I was constantly fighting for space against the ‘broad’ girl to my right whose opinion on the sovereignty of borders I’d cheerfully have discussed. The jostling, pushing and wedging of herself against me was continuous and unrelenting. I'd love to have fought back... but like I said, she was bigger than me. The Obesity epidemic in this country isn't just a health issue, it's a legitimate social issue.
So… definitely a huge one. My core temperature has pretty much returned to normal and my cameras seem to be okay. Worth it. Until next time!
And it goes without saying it goes straight into The Archive of Movie Premieres
PS. edited to add : the so-called evil lady wasn’t really THAT evil : found out mid-premiere that she was actually being pushed significantly on HER left by people who were standing in a spot next to an empty pen that they were ‘surprised’ was later filled, found their view impeded and responded by pushing. All that said, I still wouldn’t bet against her in an arm-wrestle against George Clooney!
Added bonus: 24 hours earlier, at the pre-BAFTAs party at Aspreys:
PPS. If you're interested, there's a commentary-less expansion/alternate 'Red Carpet Monochrome' journal for the 2013 Baftas here.
Until next Time!