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IN FULL GIAMATTIVISION: Cold Souls is the too-grimly titled existential comedy starring Paul Giamatti as Paul Giamatti. While rehearsing Uncle Vanya, Giamatti begins to lose himself in his character's depression, and looking for a temporary fix, stumbles across the new process of "soul extraction," as detailed in the New Yorker. While the movie is deadpan, Giamatti is not. His off-kilter spiral into soullessness is by turns hilarious and touching.

The big Seattle news at Sundance was Humpday. Late Monday night, Lynn Shelton's film got a mid-six figure deal. Apparently, Shelton had her pick of the litter, as there were five other offers and a protracted bidding war. But she ends up with "an unorthodox release plan [that] will see Magnolia [Pictures] launch the pic on video-on-demand before an August theatrical release."

Any day now Seattle will catch a break. I mean we are owed one.

The 32nd annual Seattle International Film Festival kicks things off this evening with their opening night film at the Paramount and associated party at the new MOHAI space (the erstwhile interim Central Library at 8th & Pike). Wanna go as a VIP? Sorry, that's sold out. Already have a ticket and just want a VIP upgrade so you can get valet parking and reserved seating? You're SOL, 'cause that's sold out too. However, tickets are still available for the screening and gala, if you're willing to pay $50 ($40 for SIFF members) for some hors d'oeuvres and a so-so film.

Have we talked about the food at Sundance? Well, perhaps that's because it's nothing to blog home about. Everything's overpriced, there's not much by way of selection, and the service is slooooooow. D'ya want a grande nonfat hazelnut latte before your 8:30am film? "Sorry, we just have 2% milk and the only size we have is tall. That'll be $4." While waiting in line, you can purchase a pre-made sandwich for $6.50 or a banana for $2. Eating in town ain't much better. Yesterday we had some terrible pizza. It was supposed to be mushroom, but really it was cheese with some mushrooms thrown on top before reheating. And though we ordered it by the slice, it still took twenty minutes. Even at the fancier restaurants, you're gonna hafta wait at least an hour to get your food. Ah, if only movies alone could sustain us.

As you may or may not have heard by now, Seattle is again running one of its bi-annual x-neighborhoods, x-restaurants, x-$ deals. As in: Dinner at 8. We'd like to point out that the name is not very descriptive; it should be something like Dinner at 26 (restaurants), or Dinner in 8 (neighborhoods), or $20 for 3 (courses), but we weren’t consulted, so we’ll keep it to ourselves.

Y'know, Seattlest could recommend yet another offering from the Northwest Film Forum, but even we have grown tired of sending you there week after week. Especially since a visit to the NWFF always involves trying to figure out which film is showing in which (unmarked) theater and where the hell the bathroom's at. Seriously guys, a sign or two would make the theater-going experience much more pleasant.