2pm in Park City, at the FIlmmaker Lodge after a screening of FUNNY GAMES. I’ve gotten so much better at collecting myself after a Haneke experience; I remember the first time I saw the final scene of THE PIANO TEACHER, I rambled around my bedroom in a confused and desperate stupor. The little details changed for the American version – Silk soy milk in the fridge, close-ups of a familiar cell phone facade – make this version all the more shocking. If the original film’s German coolness allowed for a natural detachment, then this American update brings it all so much closer to home. More to come, as I’ve got to now move on to the Kimball Center for the film and press brunch.