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Friday, November 13, 2009


World Premiere

Director: Steve Rousseau
United States, 2009, 20min
Category: Short
Showtime: 9:15 PM Sat Nov 14 Frank Sinatra School of the Arts - Room 133
Cast: Kristen Pate, Randa Walker, Chris Brezina, Jae Henson, Jason Trevits (photo above)

Crew: Producers: Jae Henson, Steve Rousseau - Cinematography: Michael Parry - Film Editing: Jonathan D. Lee

Email: jae@917films.com
Web: http://www.917films.com/

A well-to-do WASPy Los Angeles man drives through the downtown night, seemingly on the run from someone or something, while refusing to answer his constantly buzzing cell phone. He eventually ends up in a familiar place - the upscale 'Rubicon' hotel bar. There, a stunning African American woman catches, then matches his gaze. A quick 'business' conversation leads them back to a room and starts off an awkward cat and mouse that neither of them will ever forget. As the night progresses, into the wee hours, the discovery of who is on the other end of the man's phone, his haplessness and hesitations and finally the woman's own frustrations and self-loathing build to a brutally honest climax that speaks to who they (and just maybe who we) really are - whether either of them will ever admit to themselves or anyone else. Do they ever cross their individual 'Rubicons' or is it all just business as usual?
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