Lost Atlas Oz Premiere
“I’m stoked with the turnout,” breathed Kai Neville into a microphone. “Look at this!” Kai waved his hand over a full-to-the-gunwales cinema, scene of the Oz premiere for his new film Lost Atlas. The Hoyts Cinema Paris, in Sydney’s entertainment quarter (not far, in fact, from where the first-ever screening of the film took place […]
“I’m stoked with the turnout,” breathed Kai Neville into a microphone. “Look at this!” Kai waved his hand over a full-to-the-gunwales cinema, scene of the Oz premiere for his new film Lost Atlas. The Hoyts Cinema Paris, in Sydney’s entertainment quarter (not far, in fact, from where the first-ever screening of the film took place three months ago) was so full of people that a second screen was set up at a pizza bar opposite the cinema, so that the over-flow of people could still watch. That overflow also had a bar on hand during the screening which, despite an outdoors setting on a cold night, was arguably an advantageous position. The main cinema, with entrance funnelling past blown-up sequences of the film’s best tricks (John-John’s oop, Dane’s French larry), had not an empty seat and minimal space left to stand. Kai stood at the very back of the room, looking out at the crowd as they ooo’d, aaa’d, yew’d and laughed at the appropriate moments. His face wore a look of relief, having spent the last hour running around madly, trying to get the better of some sound issues.
Hurley, who threw the whole damn shebang, didn’t scrape on the beer (as can often happen at industry-type nights… surfers, a thirsty bunch! Coronas, too!). Most of the film’s star cast, who were present at the world premiere (in Huntington during the US Open), weren’t at the Oz premiere, due to contests or trips. Dion Agius was in the mix though, back home in Oz for a stint, and of course Kai himself. The evening post-screening, as is the tendency, swirled into decadence, doomed to end in many a vom-sprayed gutter or encounter of inebriated eroticism.
Photos by Life Without Andy. For the full gallery, jump over the site, here.
Shaper Hayden Cox, with gal pal.
Dion (right), and buddy.
Sylve Colless.
After the film…
Laura Enever.
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