22 long months ago we started shooting The Mallorys movie on the streets of Minneapolis.
A mere 3 days ago we finally-finally shared our movie with our beloved hometown! Forever has never felt so long, we know, but rad things come to those who wait. Exhibit A:
It had long been a goal for The Factory to screen at The Walker Art Center, and when we were recently invited to screen The Mallorys as part of the annual Women With Vision film series, we were excited and honored to have realized one of our mini-dreams at last!
Thank heavens JoEllen is a woman, a woman with a vision, or we might never had played at The Walker. (Dead weight for now, we’re hoping William and his manly visions might prove useful at some later point in time.)
All cheekiness aside, The Factory takes the female-focused energy of our movies and our brave and plucky heroines very seriously, so the Women With Vision invitation meant a great deal to us.
We proudly marched our semi-feminist selves to our Saturday matinee where we met up with the teenage Mallory herself, Miss Allison True. We collectively felt we needed to mark the Minneapolis premiere of The Mallorys by standing in a crazy corner and striking casually unnatural poses. So we basically did. For like, 25 minutes.
Our screening was in the large main theatre and, for once, our movie wasn’t the weirdest one of the bunch. The Mallorys might have gone black market, but The Factory’s gone rather mainstream, apparently – which was secretly our goal. (Shhh!)
Men and women of all ages seemed to enjoy the show a great deal. The diversity and ingenuity of the films in the program was both engaging and inspiring. Best of all, the post-screening Q+A allowed JoEllen the opportunity to rock the reddest shoes on stage, and for William to once again taint the lady-like festivities with his unpopular testosterone.
The cherry-on-top of our big Walker day was a trip to Sebastian Joe’s Ice Cream Shop where JoEllen paired a scoop of Candy Cane with a scoop of Oreo in a tidy little girl-cup, while William satisfied his brute, man-ish appetites at last with a messy scoop of Banana Cream Pie on a sugar cone.
Gender differences can taste, sometimes, so totally sweet!