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   magazine, as opposed to the online report in my last post   
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   Entertainment Weekly   
   Copyright 2006 Time Inc. All rights reserved.   
   May 12, 2006   
   Issue 876   
   Section: News + Notes   
   Tribeca Turns Five   
   GILBERT CRUZMISSY SCHWARTZ   
   A festival grows up, gets big, and grapples with 9/11.   
      
   People weeping in the dark. That's how the Tribeca Film Festival   
   began on April 25, with the world premiere of Paul Greengrass'   
   harrowing 9/11 drama, United 93.   
      
   Among the hoards of festivalgoers at Manhattan's famed Ziegfeld   
   Theater that night were family members of passengers, many of   
   whom could be heard sobbing. After the credits rolled, one--who   
   effectively had just watched his father die on screen--turned   
   to his friend while in line in the restroom. "I miss my dad,"   
   he said. Then Tony Bennett walked out of a toilet stall.   
   And everyone froze.   
      
   Here was Tribeca, encapsulated in one awkward moment. The   
   festival, launched by Robert De Niro and Jane Rosenthal in 2002   
   to help revitalize post-9/11 lower Manhattan, was--more than   
   ever this year--a mishmash of somber reality and Hollywood glitz.   
   One day, audiences filled theaters to watch entries like The   
   War Tapes, a buzzed-about doc shot almost entirely by soldiers   
   serving in Iraq. The next, Tom Cruise was expected to chopper   
   into New York City for a flashbulbs-a-poppin' M:I-3 premiere.   
   And in between, oddball art-house fare like Colour Me Kubrick,   
   starring John Malkovich as a con man who posed as Stanley,   
   dotted the lineup. High. Low. Strange. Sad. The mix was heady   
   --and signaled that on the festival's fifth anniversary,   
   Bob and Jane's baby is finally coming of age.   
      
   "Filmmakers are planning for us now, and our pictures are   
   getting stronger," said Rosenthal. Indeed, Tribeca's 2006   
   catalog boasted a long list of bold, politically charged films   
   (like United 93, which grossed a healthy $11.5 million last   
   weekend) and, for the first time, dozens of titles with   
   genuine breakout potential. One such favorite from the first   
   half of the fest (the event wraps May 7) was Jeff Garlin's   
   romantic comedy costarring Sarah Silverman and Amy Sedaris,   
   I Want Someone to Eat Cheese With. When a hundred people were   
   turned away from a sold-out screening, the jovial Cheese   
   writer-director-star came outside to soothe their disappointment.   
   "I thanked everybody and apologized for my movie's popularity,"   
   Garlin said.   
      
   Tickled as he was by his own reception, Garlin couldn't stop   
   raving about the hottest ticket in town, Jake Kasdan's The TV   
   Set, a razor-sharp satire of Hollywood's pilot season, with   
   David Duchovny and Sigourney Weaver. At the packed premiere,   
   Harvey Weinstein, Michael Moore, and Cher were among those   
   guffawing with such gusto that lines of dialogue were lost.   
   "I was complaining about that!" cracked Duchovny. "Next movie,   
   no one gets a joke before my funny."   
      
   Of course, any festival hoping to play in the big leagues   
   alongside Sundance, Cannes, and Toronto has to prove that   
   it's a viable marketplace. After the acquisition last fest of   
   Transamerica, which garnered two Oscar nods, Tribeca seems to   
   be on its way. At press time, only the French drama Backstage   
   had been picked up (by Strand Releasing). But distribution   
   deals were in the works for Cheese and TV Set, as well as for   
   a handful of others, including the rapturously reviewed crime   
   drama Lonely Hearts, starring John Travolta, James Gandolfini,   
   and Salma Hayek; and Driving Lessons, a sweet British   
   coming-of-age tale that saw its premiere flooded with   
   adolescent girls squealing at the slightest glimpse of   
   star Rupert Grint (a.k.a. Hogwarts student Ron Weasley).   
      
   As Tribeca grows--the number of submissions has more than   
   doubled, to 4,100, since year one--it's even becoming a first   
   choice among some filmmakers. "I was accepted to another   
   festival and moved the movie here," said Garlin, who wouldn't   
   own up to which competitor he turned down. Brooklyn-born Rosie   
   Perez, who showed her directorial debut, the documentary Yo   
   Soy Boricua..., described her Tribeca experience as "a huge   
   validation. When one of the program directors called me,   
   I was just screaming," she said. "I didn't realize I had hung up   
   on him because I had to call everyone and tell them I got in!"   
   Fellow native New Yorker Edward Burns, who screened his latest   
   meditation on male bonding, The Groomsmen (in theaters July 14),   
   compared Tribeca to a younger, purer Sundance. "Sundance   
   has turned into spring break in the mountains," he said.   
   "But here you really get a vibe of this cool artists'   
   community of people who care about movies."   
      
   But even hardcore cinephiles like to cut loose now and then.   
   From the TV Set soiree, where Duchovny, Cher, Greg Kinnear,   
   and Bonnie Hunt floated between two penthouse suites at the   
   posh SoHo Grand Hotel, to the Boricua bash at Armani Casa,   
   where Mos Def proclaimed himself to be "just chillin',"   
   downtown Manhattan was hopping. Veronica Mars' Kristen Bell   
   hung out at the Fifty Pills party until 3 a.m., even though   
   she was appearing on The WB's local news show later that   
   morning. "I didn't want to leave!" she said, summing up what   
   seemed to be the general sentiment. "I've always wanted to   
   come to Tribeca, and to be a part of something that is so   
   New York-supportive is awesome."   
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