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Sundance’s Inaugural Glow

January 22, 2009 4:23 pm

As Washington, D.C., ushered in a new period of hope and change, Park City continued Sundance business as usual, though with a perceptible spring in its step. Boundary-busting films such as the truly fantastic I Love You Phillip Morris, the story of two gay men falling in love in prison, starring Jim Carrey and Ewan McGregor (who I kept bumping into so much I’d swear he has a clone), and Acting for the Camera, a short film about an acting class simulating the infamous fake orgasm scene from When Harry Met Sally, suddenly became more apropos in light of our new historic administration. After what seemed like an interminable day of film-watching, some well-deserved party-hopping was in order. Most headed to after-parties at the Legacy Lodge and Downstairs, the new nightclub owned by Danny and Chris Masterson—the first celebrity-owned boîte in the famously conservative state of Utah—where patrons danced to British house trio Dirty Vegas. Let’s just say that people, myself included, were partying like it was, well, 2009.