I think my poor mother was very confused by the end of the conversation, but never mind. So much for the cinematic experience. Still, nothing that couldn't be solved, thanks to a capacious hockey-shirt, capable of holding an entire picnic in its sleeves. The LA Film School and the Laemmle Sunset 5 also provided venues, though we never got to the latter, presumably because it was playing the kind of fodder appropriate to its multiplex nature. The Film School was further along Sunset Boulevard, with the cinema tucked round the corner in a low-key manner inappropriate for anything to do with film schools, but we did discover a really decent BBQ joint up the street which helped keep those of us less keen on sushi nutritionally sustained.
Film festivals are, after all, about the films.