Last night was the last night of the NYC Cinekink film festival, which is sad, but it was held at Gallery Bar on Orchard Street, where libations flowed freely, which was good. And the crowd got to watch repeats of some of the winning short films, which was great. Indietro from Vivian Darkbloom won the award for best audience-elected feature, Kink Crusaders from Michael Skiff won the best feature documentary award, Piss from Vincent Peone and Bette Bentley won the best humorous short (seriously, click on that link; you will love it!), Butterfly Caught by Joshua Bewig won best abstract short, Love, Hugs, & Kisses: Sissy Stephanie by Mrs. G took the best documentary short award, and Tristan Taormino’s Rough Sex II won the coveted Bring It! award for best porn excerpt. And Cinekink “statuettes” were handed out, and the sissies were in attendance and faaaabulous, and filmmakers and porn performers and the lowly masses like myself mingled, and we saw that it was good. And we said, “Let there be a play party in Brooklyn!” and it was so, and we saw that it was good.
Alas, I did not get to attend the play party, which makes me very sad because I have rarely found a group of people with whom I felt so comfortable and free as the Cinekink crew, which means a play party could have worked out beautifully, but I had another meeting to get to and trotted off through the wind and rain, kisses from Jiz Lee and Drew Deveaux still on my cheeks, free shot from the bartender still burning my throat, umbrella blowing inside out and jacket soaking, and I laughed the whole way.
I’ll be back next year, and I hope to see all the same smiling faces I saw this year, and a whole lot of new ones.