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Thursday, February 14, 2013
I Was a Limo Driver for Bruno Bozzetto
Once upon a time, back when I was a fan
of animation, animation meant 2D animation for the most part. Certainly not 3D animation. And in those
days, perhaps 1977, I used to attend various international animation film
festivals, or at least, would see collections of animation from those
festivals. And although I was not
working in animation (1), I was a member of ASIFA. I remember
having posters about animation festivals from Zagreb and Sofia on my
wall at RAND. People must have thought I used to go there to visit
Soviet Intelligence and pass secrets or something.
As a member of ASIFA, I heard that
Bruno Bozetto of Milan, Italy was coming to this country to speak at UC Santa Barbara and needed a ride from Los Angeles to Santa Barbara and back again. As an alumnus of UCSB, and a fan of Mr.
Bozzetto, I volunteered to be his escort both ways in my old, red,
un-air-conditioned, Chevy Impala.
Mr. Bozzetto having his picture taken with his limo driver. Just kidding!
This was a very long time ago. It
must have been sometime between 1977 and 1978. I am pretty sure his film Allegro non Troppo (1976) was out by then.
I remember driving him both ways, I
have an image of him in my head. I remember a few things from his
talk. That he had a small animation studio in Milan, Italy, and that
they mostly made a living doing commercials. I remember him
describing a system whereby the Italian government would sponsor
short animated films, but that one of the requirements was that they
had to be about 11 minutes long no matter how well the idea fit into
that length. These films showed as short subjects at movie theatres
in front of the main feature, I think. Just like we used to do in
this country in the early days of film. I think he went on to say that this is how his film Allegro non Troppo got made.
An alien spacecraft litters an alien planet with a soda pop bottle and starts off a whole cascade of evolutionary doom.
Marching to their inevitable destruction!
I dropped him off at the end of a very long day somewhere in Los Angeles, said goodbye, and went home. I always wondered how he was but had no way to get in touch with him, and besides, I doubted that he remembered me.
Then one day, somehow, I saw his name
on a post that Tom Sito, now a professor at USC, had done. So I
gathered up my courage, and sent him a friend request