The next morning we added an invaluable accessory to Colt’s costume, picking up an old-school rocket box from Dan Abrams, ruling overlord of Flylow. The man is an exceptionally rad and accomodating individual, and hooked us up with a bunch of Flylow goodies to give out at shows, so get ready for some excellent shwag coming up. So we hit the road once more, slightly less aerodynamic now, but Colt took the extra burden without so much as a shrug. We drove up the same road we had come down the day previous, retracing our steps (Colt has accumulated almost 3500 miles by now) all the way back to Glenwood and then on to Aspen, for that annual orgy of ski film mania and marketing, The Meeting.
We arrived just in time for Travis Rice’s snowboarding opus “That’s It, That’s All,” a true epic among snowboard films that had over $2 million dollars as a budget. I personally thought it was a fantastic film, with absolutely incredible cinematography– it was all shot with 35mm film and incredible hd cameras, something more or less unheard of in the shred flick industry. The snowboarding was top-notch, and there’s no doubt that Rice is at the peak of his game. Triple corks? The future is coming… Nick wasn’t as fond of the film, for reasons he may elaborate on later. He is a hard one to please. It’s interesting to see these ski and snowboard films coming out that are entirely the vision of individual riders– we watched Tanner Hall’s “The Massive” the next day, and I think both films did a pretty good job of not being pretentious in regards to their respective headlining athletes. But it is just insanse that these guys have become such massive superstars that they can have that much cash thrown at them to basically do whatever they want. I was skeptical that they would throw away cash and not follow up– and it did seem like they threw away cash (Helicopter filming helicopter shots everywhere) but the results were indeed breathtaking. It’s not the way we film, and I don’t think we could spend a 1/4 of a $2 million dollar budget if we tried (sticking with our backcountry foot-powered principles), but like I said, it’s always cool to see what someone can create with that kind of crazy financing and diehard initiative. Cool stuff, if intimidating. But then, that’s neither the market we cater towards nor the type of film we ever intend to make. We’re all just doing our thing, and I always think its cool to see different people pushing film in different directions.
Anyhow, also got the chance to check out Mack Dawg’s Down with People and Double Decade, both of which were pretty standard in comparison, and while not at all bad, were more average fare. It’s their 20th anniversary of making films– I’m just slightly older than that. They’ve captured some incredible moments of snowboarding history in that time, and it was good to see them pay some homage to that.
By the end of Saturday I had watched 5 snowboard/ski films, and so I couldn’t hold it together to stick around for Matchstick Production’s “Claim,” which Nick says is pretty impressive. Perhaps he’ll throw a review up later.
Earlier that day we cleaned out Colt’s bowels, pulling everything out of his stomach and throwing it back in, in a slightly more organized fashion, getting rid of the rotting meat and vegetables we had forgotten about. We take sanitation to heart, here at Sweetgrass Productions. Anyhow, with The Meeting over, we stay in the Roaring Fork Valley digesting the visual feast of ski films for the rest of the weekend. On Monday we take off for Durango, and it all begins anew. On that note, it’s raining here in Carbondale, and there’s a winter storm warning above 9000 feet, with 6-12 inches of snow expected… it’s coming, it’s here… it all begins again.
p.s. Friday night some villain managed to steal Nick and my brand new Flylow jackets, along with 60 bucks in cash and my debit card. Karma shall find you, fiend, now that the world knows about your deeds. Sleep soundly…