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Eichner's Eye: Tribeca Film Festival

WWD photographer Steve Eichner sees it all and shares his unique perspective from the front lines of the Tribeca Film Festival.

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April 22: Chanel dinner at Balthazar

6:39 p.m.: Spring Street is closed down with barricades, as if the president is coming. Hundreds of spectators. This must have cost a few bucks.

6:41 p.m.:
The archway is strewn with purple lilacs for arrivals.

6:49 p.m.:
I spy shrimp as big as my fist!

7:04 p.m.:
“I like to F#@K it up it a little bit,” says p.r. dynamo Nadine Johnson rearranging the candles. “It’s too neat.”

7:31 p.m.:
First arrival Sophia Loren. Still looks as good as my childhood fantasies. She sees the flashes and puts her hand up gesturing, “No photos, no photos!” She’s kidding.

7:38 p.m.:
Still rocking that bull nose ring, Rachel Chandler.

7:42 p.m.:
Anya and Joan Smalls pose for a photo op. Snap, snap. They’re pros at this.

7:56 p.m.:
Pink Floyd’s Roger Waters gets here. Best concert of my life: The Wall, Nassau Coliseum, 1980; 15 years old, 12th row, two hits of mescaline. Need I say more?

8:01 p.m.:
Tory over here by the lilacs. She gives me a kiss and shines that gorgeous smile for my cam.

8:06 p.m.:
“Sorry man, but I just could not wait,” I admit to Stuart Parr. He was supposed to come and surf with me a few days earlier, but I was jonesing to get in the water and he was taking too long to drive out from the city. So, I bailed on him.

8:22 p.m.:
Dennis Leary…Nice rug?

8:29 p.m.:
Giggles, giggles, giggles. “Steve!...Can you?” Can I what Jen Brill? “He’s SO hot!” She’s asking me for a picture with some guy when another girl in the group blurts out, “Who?? The guy from “Homeland,” Rupert Friend?” “Yeah.” She’s blushing. OK, I’ll ask him. “Nooooo. I’m too embarrassed.” More blushing.

8:47 p.m.:
A gloating Jamie McCarthy, a Getty photographer, tells me he got the shot of Sophia Loren and Robert De Niro together, THE shot. S--T. I go over and they are seated across the table from one another so I pop a shot of her with… Ron Howard.

10:03 p.m.:
Time for a Facebook post. Pic of the giant steak I was just served: “One of the best parts of my job is getting to eat at places I’d never treat myself to.”

10:27 p.m.: After biding my time and waiting for the right moment, I see De Niro and Sophia getting up. This is it. I lift my camera as they embrace, kiss and say good night. I got it.

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