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All the Moos That's Fit to Print
Well, who could resist an invitation like that? After all, how often does a guy get a chance to take a picture of the composer of Barnyard, Ant Bully and Chicken Little? And so I went, with my trusty digital camera. The outside of the theatre was cordoned off for the press. Girls dressed in cow outfits passed out cow masks, and a parade of motorcycle-riding guys in cow suits motored by in the street. Soni Ede took me to a pre-assigned spot behind the cordon, next to a gaggle of still and video photographers ready for the celebrities as they proceeded down the red carpet. At 3:00, the procession began. Ahead of the celebrities, a publicist carried placards announcing the name of the celebrity. Some celebrities had nothing to do with Barnyard. They were simply there by invitation, and taking advantage of a photo-op and media exposure. After a few poses, into the theatre they would go. A few feet away, a line of regular moviegoers ogled the various celebrities and called out for autographs. To their delight, one of the female stars obliged. After the celebrity procession, it was time to see the movie. Or was it? Soni told me, no, only the regular moviegoers would view the world premiere. A press screening was held earlier that day—unknown to me. Maybe I should have bought a ticket? Oh, well. That's moo biz. |
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