Apparently things that you expect to happen in Hollywood actually do happen. Like movie premieres. The 18th of June just happened to be the world premiere of the new Pixar film “Brave,” which won’t be released nationally in America until the 22nd, so I can’t tell you much about it except that it’s animated, set in Scotland, and features a rebellious princess with great hair.
As if it happens every other week, which I suppose it probably does, they closed down half of Hollywood Boulevard and proceeded to lay out a green carpet and put up a stack load of posters and signs and lights and fences. It all took place in the Kodak Theatre, renamed the Dolby Theatre last week, clearly just to confuse the hell out of all the tourists. The Kodak Theatre is the location for the Academy Awards, and although there weren’t nearly so many people as I imagine there are for that, there was a good crowd happening.
Most people were just wandering around gaping and being shoved out of the way by people trying to get to the front of the fence. I was definitely a wanderer/gaper, until I realised that due to the shopping centre around the outside of the theatre you can actually get “inside.” There were a few people smugly glancing around as they sat on seats they’d claimed an hour earlier or so, but there was plenty of space close up to the fences.
I discovered that there is a lot of waiting that happens at movie premieres. If you’re just standing there on the off chance you might see a celebrity. I’m sure that the guests were all having a spiffing time, though.
There were a lot of people dressed in kilts, and a marching band that was very bagpipe heavy, just in case you’d missed memo about it being set in Scotland. There seemed to be more people with cameras than people to take photos of, although from where I was, it was hard to know what was going on where the limos were pulling up.
Finally, the celebrities began arriving. Or so we thought. And then realised it was more likely people who knew people who’d somehow got them and their six children tickets. People approached the red carpet (or green in this case) in one of three ways:
1) They were hurrying down it the wrong way, clearly meant to be giving a note to someone, or drag someone else off to somewhere more important.
2) They pretended it was just a normal street and carried on their conversations (or in some cases dragging their children along), as if the lines of people pressed up against the railings were there because the carpet was such a great colour.
3) They were ushered along it by someone else, giving a few brief waves as they hurried down towards the step.
Or, if you were really lucky, you scored a fourth approach, which was when the celebrity actually listened to the people calling their name, and took the time to sign things, and smile, and have photos with their fans.
I did leave my position for about forty minutes or so, and I don’t know whether it was due to that or not, but the number of people I recognised walking along the carpet I’d so faithfully staked out was exactly zero.
I took some photos of celebrities other people recognised though. Does that count?