Went to a screening of 'Hondros' (a documentary about the life of photojournalist Chris Hondros) with Julia. Julia was invited by her agency and I happened to know the producer, Gary Michael Walters, so our plans just aligned with each other. The screening was hosted by Gary, at a private theater in Beverly Hills, for his friends. Everyone took their drinks into the theater, even though it was really hard to avoid or ignore the five or six signs that explicitly asked not to enter with food or drinks. I was hesitant at first, but took my beer in as well. As expected Gary gave a brief opening speech and then the movie started. I really didn't know what to expect, because I never heard of Hondros before, but anything involving news and photography has me hooked already. Regardless, it was a very profound look into the man and the profession in way that emphasizes passion above all. It is really hard to fake true passion, and true passion is very hard to conceal. It really makes all the difference in the world. Unlike many other people, I don't watch a lot of documentaries. Not because I don't like them, but I guess I just don't crave them. This, however, was a great dose of a fine documentary. It really plays with your head and once the film was over, it was hard to step out of it. We had one more drink at the reception and later went to La Descarga. Johnny Houston wrangled all his gang because he was taking his business partners from MGM to a night out. We later continued to Break Room 86.
Photographed: Isidora De Solminihac, Valerija Sestic, Mariana Beltrame, Johnny Houston, Julia Dunstall, Kyla, Mark Houston, Matthew Stith, and Tasha Alexa.
