This cracks me up. Especially because I once served on the jury at the Savannah Film Festival, where these Lifetime Achievement Awards are given out. (Jane Fonda received one the year I served; I wonder where hers wound up.)
Like everyone else you know, Paul Schrader—the legendary screenwriter (Taxi Driver, etc.) and director—is on Facebook. But guess what: his friend list is public! Martin Scorsese? Check. Jean-Luc Godard? Yep. Benicio Del Toro? Sure. Errol Morris? You bet. Christopher Nolan, "Nat" Portman, Salman Rushdie, Naomi Watts? Yes, yes, yes, and yes. Apparently the coolest people around are just as dorky as the rest of us.
A short film by Lauren Wissot and Roxanne Kapitsa consisting entirely of clips from Roman Polanski's movies, devoted to his "apparent cinematic foot fetish." NSFW, incidentally.
So I had to watch Cannonball Run II for an assignment (don't ask), and it's worse than you could possibly imagine. But it did have this exchange, which almost redeemed it:
Frank Sinatra (in his final film role!): So, what are you guys? Burt Reynolds: We're Cannonballers. Sinatra: Cannonballers? I've been lonely, but I've never been that lonely.