K Minus 15 Seconds: A Kiefer Khronology
Tuesday, March 13, 2007; Page C03
Sunday, March 11. The longest night of our lives.
5:44 p.m. Suddenly remember this is the day Kiefer Sutherland is scheduled to attend the closing of the D.C. Independent Film Festival.
6:50 p.m. Cabby insists on taking Connecticut up to UDC. Damn it, there's not enough time!
7:10 p.m. Get to the front of the line, only to learn media must check in at the tour bus for Rocco DeLuca and the Burden, an obscure blues-rock band promoted by Kiefer and the subject of tonight's documentary. Press contact nowhere to be found. Set up a perimeter, now!
7:16 p.m."I don't think Kiefer is here yet," says tour-bus guy. "In L.A. he liked to hang out on the bus. This is the first band he signed."
7:23 p.m. Kiefer is not doing interviews. Oh yeah, well, what if we kneecap him?
8:16 p.m. Finally in our seats. Endure long list of thank-yous to all the great volunteers who made the festival a success.
8:29 p.m. Uh-oh, now the festival prizes? Damn it, they're stalling! Is Kiefer really here? Mull reports of him drinking scotch at Nanny O'Brien's until 2 a.m. the night before.
8:44 p.m. Movie opens with Kiefer lounging on a bed, saying, "You have to go through something to find out why you did it." Woman behind us swoons: "Ah, that voice!"
9:01 p.m. Scene of Kiefer promoting DeLuca in an interview with the BBC. Hmmm . . . Has the promise of seeing Kiefer lured us into a trap -- a movie that turns out to be about how K uses his own star power to promote this band?
9:12 p.m. Scene of Kiefer, drunk, diving into a Christmas tree. Awesome.
9:50 p.m. Scene of Kiefer getting the song "I Trust You to Kill Me" tattooed on his arm in Icelandic runes. Must really love this band.
10:06 p.m. OMG, over by the exit sign, is that . . . ? Naah, never mind.
10:12 p.m. Kiefer walks onstage, black pants, untucked black shirt, black and purple tie. Not as tall as you expect. But his voice feels like burrowing your feet into a warm, sandy beach, like a purring cat lapping your hand. Everyone is happy now. He takes questions. Says one young woman: "I'm going to be in L.A. over the summer. Would you like to have a drink with me?" Kief laughs and says he'll be in Romania then. Damn it!
10:30 p.m. "I'd like to second that first girl's question," says another, "but given I'm 14 I don't think that's gonna work." Kiefer smiles: "You're very tall for 14."
This Retreat Was All About Moving Forward
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| Dominique Dawes is rolling up her sleeves to empower women and crush poverty.(J.D. Scott) |
Solutions? C'mon, they just started! We do hear that the ladies bonded, savored international cuisine and boogied to the band Zap Mama. Dress code: "farm casual." Said foreign correspondent Asra Nomani :"I wore my Timberland boots."
THIS JUST IN . . .



