October 20, 2014
It has been a while since I’ve been out until one o’ clock in the morning. Good thing I bought that sleep mask at Big Lots.
On Saturday I went to the Santa Fe Independent Film Festival to attend the screening of Sun Belt Express. I went with the Cheza Jouer Films duo and one of the film’s producers, Kenneth Segura Knoll. The movie played at the Jean Cocteau theater, owned by none other than George R.R. Martin. Sun Belt Express is a gem of an indie film about a divorced, broke teacher who supplements his income with a side job smuggling people across the border from Mexico. On what is supposed to be his final run, he discovers his idealistic teenage daughter stowed away in the trunk of his car. A hilarious disaster of an adventure ensues.
At the center of this movie were the men hiding in the trunk of the car, hoping to start a new life in the U.S. It made me think of one of my favorite scenes from the “Homecoming” episode of Smallville where Oliver Queen is being interviewed by a combative TV anchor and he says that he’s not “putting up razor wire fences to keep out immigrants, who only want what our grandparents wanted.”
I really love a people-bonding-through-adversity-story. This movie had father-daughter bonding, down-and-out-comrade bonding, man-woman bonding, woman-girl bonding. And lots and lots of laughs—like, till my eyes watered. The shots of the gorgeous New Mexico sky were just icing on the cake.
Me and Miguel Sandoval, one of the stars of Sun Belt Express. When I first saw him, I was like “Why does he look so familiar? Who did he play that had a cool, calming, authoritative presence? Who was it??” It was District Attorney Manuel Devalos in Medium, that’s who.
Check out more on Sun Belt Express here: http://sunbeltexpressmovie.com