A world-class festival, headquartered at the lavish Emirates Palace Hotel, the MEIFF gave Benh and Viktor a chance to see top notch short films in the finest of theaters, dine and comiserate with film friends new and old (ie long lost Court comrade Kellanas Quinn and veteran Boogie Club founder Jamie Dutcher), and generally pretend like they were heirs to an imaginary fortune.
Then Benh came home to New Orleans, where he lives with a pig, drinks Miller High Life, and uses a rusty old bike to get around.