My friends, Chip and Sharain Douglas, had a great but smallish party on Tuesday night in Austin. Carlo Ponti. Marcello Mastrianni. A slew of agents from Los Angeles. Ducks were flown in. Chessee Martonelli. An American film director, John Avildsen. Mostly Italian film people — that were immensely interesting. A couple of Italy’s current batch of stars. Very cerebral. Very Roman. Austin may very well become the center of the cool film universe with the Douglases in charge.
If you’re a literal person — you wouldn’t have made it through the overdose of abstraction but as the French say: ‘You have to die from something…’