“Ooh, what’s that?” Adam Sandler ogled my pasta as he breezed by our table at Cipriani Wall Street for the Gotham Awards. “I’ll eat that,” the funny man made a bee-line to his table. Later on, well fed, he brought the cavernous house down accepting the Performer Tribute Award from the Safdie brothers, his Uncut Gems directors, a thank-you monologue created, he said, by his Youtube and Lululemon loving teen daughters, delivered in a strange Southern accent. Just what you’d expect at the Gotham Awards!
Jennifer Lawrence—here to present Best Feature-- called this special night a bellwether for the film award season! This annual celebration of Indie films honors non-Hollywood fare; then again, every year the lines blur, as this gorgeous filet mignon dinner becomes more and more elegant, hmm, upscale—i.e. with sponsors including Variety and Cadillac (yes, a sedan was parked outside the restrooms), the program now printed on gloss, it is always a wonder that the downtown vibe remains: it’s industry insiders just happy to be clinking glasses, be they of Fuji water and Blue Moon beer, catching up.
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