Those gray skies and cool temps had me worried, but I attended the Telluride Film Festival picnic all the same, leaving on the bus at 9:45 am and arriving at 10:10 am. Five minutes later it began to sprinkle. I got my umbrella out as I waited in line for food. I started to feel chillier and chillier. And then flat-out cold. “God, this is fucking miserable,” I said to a couple of pals. Then some kind of cooking gas ignited and a sizable surge of flame appeared next to a serving table. Two fast-acting chefs snuffed it out but I wondered if this was an omen of some kind. I was Nicholas Hoult in Mad Max: Fury Road: “What a damp and uncomfortable day!” I decided to get on a shuttle bus back to town. along with THR’s Scott Feinberg and Stephen Galloway. This was my first gloomy Telluride picnic — the weather had always been sunny and delightful in years past.