The last person I thought I’d run into at a festival of early “talkie” films in upstate New York was George Chuvalo. This was an annual event which ran for 35 years in Syracuse, N.Y., and showcased films – sometimes with live music accompaniment – projected on 16mm film. The guy who founded the festival,
“Where else would you find a room full of men who want to have sex with dead actresses?” The late Phil Serling said it. He was talking about an event he helped create and run, Cinefest, a celebration of early–and obscure–silent and sound cinema. Cinefest always was an eccentric event populated by eccentric people. Held each