Go behind the scenes at Robert Redford’s Sundance Institute which plays host to eight Fellows, handpicked from a pool of more than 2,000 applicants, for the coveted 5-day Sundance Screenwriters Lab. The guiding idea behind the program is to create a protective environment that’s free of external pressures and vested interests. Sundance will not produce or finance the films that come out of the Lab, though advisers and Fellows will stay in touch afterward, and some Fellows who continue on to the monthlong Directors Lab in June will benefit from a grants program funded by the Annenberg Foundation. If their films get produced with a budget of more than $1 million, the Institute asks for a “tiny” percentage of the budget, which it funnels back into supporting the Labs, otherwise funded by a combination of corporate and festival financing. The Institute has just added a new fellowship for producers, which has always been part of Redford’s dream — and has doubtless become a more urgent priority in a glutted market of independent films whose profits have significantly dropped in the last few years. Here’s an excerpt from the exhaustive look by my LA Weekly colleague, film writer Ella Taylor:
“Anyone who’s been to summer camp could recognize the instant intimacy that springs up in a group of hermetically sealed people rubbing shoulders round the clock in pursuit of the same mission — in this instance, the perfecting of screenplays the Fellows have brought with them. While they are here, each of these writers will have lengthy daily conferences with multiple advisers, most of them Hollywood or independent film heavies. They will be fed and watered by Institute staff — Feature Film Program director Michelle Satter and her associates, and Institute executive director Ken Brecher, who swans around in outsized lime-green glasses, dispensing wit and encouragement. They will screen each other’s short films and watch selected advisers’ movies. (On the bill tonight is Danish director Thomas Vinterberg’sThe Celebration, followed by a Q&A with Vinterberg, who’s advising for the first time.) They will, if they choose to, walk the beautiful trails, ski downhill or cross-country, and wind down very late at the resort bar.
“The one thing they will not do in this cocooned Shangri-La is write.”






“free of…vested interests”? With Robert Redford and Sundance? Please.
I had a film at Sundance recently. Got a small release. No money made. Film broke even with dvd and foreign. I’ve never been to the Sundance lab. It sounds pleasant, but, where the rubber meets the road, of course, is whether or not your film gets accepted, and, if it makes money? You might get to make another. If not? Don’t hold your breath. At a certain point, you run out of gas with the process. The indie film world in broken. It needs it’s own distribution system, and it needs it’s own financing system. There are maybe three festivals that are truly markets for American indie film, and if you don’t get into one of them, or get pre-bought with a release attached (extremely rare), you’re done. It’s on to dvd and foreign to, if you’re lucky, very lucky, get any deals at all, since you’re now considered tainted goods, to try and make some money back for your financier(s). There is a whole “whack-off” culture in indie film surrounding Sundance, where “filmmakers” who have had a film or two accepted and released, but haven’t made any money, are indie darlings for a while. Same with some actors, who aren’t making any money either, by the way. Any. It’s more than a bit of a racket, to be honest. The top dogs at Sundance and a few others, make a year-round living, yes, working hard – sometimes – but mostly lording their ridiculous power over a bunch of young filmmakers who are suffering through their days like beauty contestants waiting to see if anybody like their rendition of “On a Clear Day You Can See Forever.” Redford hovers in the background, participants in the Lab and the festival waiting for a sighting, like some mystical bison roaming the Park City forest who will grant you film wishes if you spot him and say the right words. Then, Redford occasionally emerges to make a Hollywood movie, like “Lion for Lambs,” that, let’s be honest, wouldn’t get into his own festival. In other words, it’s a racket, a big, schmoozy-wooz,ooh-look-who-it-is! – we’re reading a screenplay in a cabin! Dry-hump, that 99 times out of a hundred ends up spitting out lab participants and festival participants to the real world, where, in most cases, in 3 years or so, are saying “would you like whip cream on your venti butterscotch latte’?”
Indie film needs an infrastructure that works, that is a meritocracy, Darwinian, yes, as it should be, but that is separate from the Hollywood rot and festival whack-off hype that infests it right now.