<p>Yes, I believe I just heard my intro line...</p>
<p>Well, I spent the evening tonight at a very special film festival with my son. He had a picture in competition. Cannes, you might wonder? No... Tribeca?...Venice...? No. This was a film festival of skateboarder flicks done by a bunch of young Southern California dudes when they should have been studying their SAT words or mowing the lawn.</p>
<p>Let me set the scene for all of you who could not attend.</p>
<p>First the dramatis personae... 94% male, primarily 12-20 years old with a smattering of ultra small fry under 9 (some younger siblings, some skate flick-auteur wanna-bes.)</p>
<p>Here is the basic look: brushy, vaguely chlorinated-looking, streaky blonde, chin-to-shoulder length hair, un-parted, and flopping straight down in longish bangs. Extra points awarded for tinges of last summer's green, and further bonus points if hair has not been brushed other than with fingers in 24 hours. Misc other, head area: hats quite popular, especally a hat worn beneath the hood of a hoodie sweatshirt.</p>
<p>Kids were tanned with many nasty looking scabs about the palms, knees, shins, and elbows. </p>
<p>Interestingly, given the lock-step devotion to the same hairdo, several possibilities existed for clothes: Baggy gangsta wear, groovy faux-old-fart plaid madras shorts, or ultra-skin-tight British punk rocker jeans, circa 1980. </p>
<p>85% of shoes are huge and loosely laced, 14% converse or vans, 1% flip flops or bare feet.</p>
<p>Lots of silver rings worn on fingers other than ring fingers.</p>
<p>Note: extremely difficult to tell sex of some of the 12-13 year olds due to above-mentioned hairdos and very baggy sweatshirts. Assuming girls would have more sense so they must be male with no hormones yet. </p>
<p>It was so quintesentially a "California" scene you thought Spicoli could appear at any moment. And like Spicoli, the kids were very sweet; they clapped for the crappy films, they made over the little kids, etc.</p>
<p>One funny thing was noting that, like me and H, almost every other adult present looked quite standard "taxpaying yuppie"; of course someone has to buy the video camera, the tapes, and Final Cut Pro. ;)</p>
<p>But the good news was he finally finished the film, entered it in the contest and he won a prize! Okay so it is not a Westinghouse, a Moorehead or whatever Mudgette is about to get, but it means more to him right now than any of those would...</p>
<p>Yeah-- I was proud too. Though, if I could, I would certainly prod him in different direction, he refuses to be prodded. He does what he loves, 24/7, and he does it well. He has friends of every age, from every race and economic circumstance, and I actually really like the ones I've met. He navigates the city on public buses. He fills his time with a creative passion instead of video games.</p>
<p>Other than that broken arm (see S.A., page 45 or so?) skateboarding has been pretty good for him.</p>
<p>I'll buy each of you a Harvey Wallbanger if anyone knows how to make one!</p>