Peter Shelton

The Old Ridgway Bijou

Posted in At the Movies, Watch columns by pshelton on August 29, 2013

The Film Festival is coming to town! The Film Festival is coming to town!

Actually, the festival’s worker bees have been in Telluride for weeks now, setting up for the 40th “SHOW.”

Ellen and I had just moved to Telluride in August 1976 when the third TFF raised its curtain, with tributes to Bugs Bunny creator Chuck Jones, the original King Kong, and director King Vidor. That year we met Bill and Stella Pence, festival founders along with James Card and Tom Luddy. The Pences will be in town this week to help celebrate the 40th.

All of this sends me back to a time when our two families, ours and the Pence’s, got together at a place we fondly referred to as the Ridgway Bijou. (more…)

Ten Years After

Posted in At the Movies, Watch columns by pshelton on September 8, 2011

With the “royal wedding” of politics and fashion in Ridgway this past weekend, I kept having this fantasy: What if I were stuck on the gondola with uncle-of-the-bride, George W. Bush? What would I say to the 43rd president? (more…)

Netflix Would be Nothing Without the TFF

Posted in At the Movies, Watch columns by pshelton on August 25, 2011

Netflix, the world’s film library, would hardly have worked for me if not for the Telluride Film Festival, which is coming up next week for its 38th go-round.

Without the wisdom of the TFF, I would be stuck in first-run Hollywood hell, with a thin veneer of foreign-film awareness; my Netflix queue would be limited to Oscar favorites and the suggestions of movie reviewers – a dubious crowd. (more…)

Great Movies You’ll Never See: Alamar

Posted in At the Movies, Watch columns by pshelton on March 19, 2011

Jorge and Roberta met and fell in love in his native Mexico. They were both young. She was Italian. We don’t know why she was in Mexico – maybe as a student, maybe to work in the Caribbean beach towns of the Yucatan. His Indian blood showed in his mahogany skin and salt-bleached wavy dark hair swirling around his face and bare shoulders.

They had a son, Nathan, a dark-eyed angel. (more…)

The Family That Sticks Together Gets Sick Together

Posted in Confessions of a Grandpa, Watch columns by pshelton on December 17, 2010

Cloe stuck the digital thermometer in one of Alex’s ears: 101.7 degrees. Then in the other one: 102.4.

“Not!” Alex said, good-naturedly, as someone scrambled for a Kleenex. Two clear rivers migrated down his upper lip.

Adam had been sick for a while, too. No fever, but lots of “not.”

Cloe had been coughing for days. Her chest was so tight, she said, it felt like a vice. She convulsed with tight little explosions that didn’t break anything up, didn’t get anything out. Little underground nuclear tests. (more…)

Home Movies Lost

Posted in At the Movies, Watch columns by pshelton on September 2, 2010

Somewhere, somehow the home movies got lost.

We think they were with my dad, but since our parents’ divorce decades ago, the locations of some things have never been entirely clear. At any rate, the reels of 8mm film that he shot and carefully spliced together from the 1950s and 60s are nowhere to be found. Dad is sick about it, but he doesn’t know where else to look.

These were movies of our wonder years. (more…)