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Happy ending
Film Festival Comes to a Close
Text & Photos by Penelope Huston and Shannon Kelley Gould, with Matt Kettmann


Another night of festacular Santa Barbara fun began with the premiere of Dave Barry’s Complete Guide to Guys–the Centerpiece film of this year’s festival. Locally produced by Labrador Pictures and based on the book of the same name, Guys played to a packed house and featured intermittent injections of comic genius from Montecito resident John Cleese.

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Happy ending
Film Festival Comes to a Close
Text & Photos by Penelope Huston and Shannon Kelley Gould, with Matt Kettmann

I know plenty of guys, so I assumed I wouldn’t learn anything new from the recently retired columnist’s exposé. And while the segments "Guy Pride" and "Guy Sports Concerns" were less than revelatory, "Public Restroom Problem"–creatively illustrated by retired Miami Dolphins quarterback Dan Marino–was enlightening. (An informal poll conducted at the after-party confirmed that eye contact in the bathroom is frowned upon, and a crowded urinal is a serious conundrum indeed.) The post-movie Q&A session with guy’s guy Dave Barry, director Jeff Arch, and the film’s co-star John Cleese ended when it descended into a water fight.

The party, held in the Arlington’s outdoor courtyard, took advantage of the starlit night, and the movie’s stars were in attendance, too. Given the testosterone-infused flavor of the flick, I halfway expected to find nothing to nosh but nachos; however, to my pleasant surprise, the spread–provided by Opal–was scrumptiously gourmet. The courtyard’s close quarters made for excellent mixing and mingling, and the sounds of Jason Campbell’s band had guests grooving to the beat. It was late when I left, although the festivities were still in full swing. But the week was young, my calendar was crammed, and my feet–though they looked fabulous in my very cute, very high heels, had had enough punishment for one night. I told my husband as much when I got home. "So why’d you wear them?" he asked. Such a guy. For more mid-week madness, here’s Miss Penelope …
–Shannon Kelley Gould