A wise person, gifted really, once coined a new word: TIFFhole.
This is a person who covers the film festival nightlife and attends parties with famous people and files stories as the sun rises. For 12 consecutive nights they eat and drink at celebrity-filled soirees for free. The first time after the festival, when they transition back into a normal person and are given a bill for a cocktail, they are so disgusted that someone asked them to pay for something that they rip the bill up and walk out. Then they go home and curl up into a ball, and just cry. Who am I? they think.
In short, “a TIFFhole is a werewolf, ashamed of what its become but hungry for its prey and the second-rate rubbed off luminosity of being in close proximity to the stars that it’s hunting.”
Confession: I wrote that. And only a true TIFFhole would quote themselves.
Even though I retired from covering the festival’s night life, for five years I was a TIFFhole. I’d study the way Mark Ruffalo eats a meatball, George Clooney swirls his Casamigos Tequila™ in his glass, Al Pacino picks up prosciutto, Julia Roberts’ smile and craft sentences by moonlight that sounded like they were straight out of a Henry James short story. I pretended to dance to get closer to Michael Fassbender and his (cashmere) sweater. I followed Drew Barrymore to the washroom. I told Angelina Jolie that she looked “really nice”. These were dark times (look closely.)
I’d like to think that I’m no longer a TIFFhole. And maybe I’m not. Last night, for example, I was at Caitlin Cronenberg’s party celebrating her new short film, The Endings, and Robert Pattinson set down his water glass right beside me. I didn’t even take the glass home. I might as well be dead.
But the fact that I just said I was at this party and name-dropped Rob and compared my writing to Henry James’ probably means that I haven’t exorcized all my TIFFhole demons.
I might be afflicted for the rest of my life.
In any case, there are plenty of bold-faced names in the city and they clean up real nice to celebrate their films being showcased at this year’s festival.
Today on The Social, the hosts shared some of their favourite red carpet looks (which you can see for yourself in the video clip above). Here are some of mine.
Here is Julia (Roberts) at the Ben is Back premiere. Julia (Roberts) forever.
Here is Timothee Chalamet at the Beautiful Boy premiere.
And this is Elizabeth Olsen at the premiere for Sorry For Your Loss.
Oh goddess it’s Viola Davis at the premiere of Widows.
And here is her co-star in the film, Michelle Rodriquez, and would you look at that smile?
And here is Keira Knightly who was being honoured at a special dinner for her hosted by Chanel and I honour her too.
And here is Jude Law at the premiere for Vox Lux and I’m not too sure what is going on here. But do you know what? I love it. I really, really do.
And this isn’t a red carpet TIFF photo. It is just an old Glamor™ shot of my mother in law. You’re welcome.