Just_Hiltz at 2010-08-28 08:51:23:
Excellent post Scott! In 1977 on Thanksgiving day I went to the opening of "Close Encounters of the Third Kind" at the Cinerama Dome in Hollywood. I took a quick smoke break and went into the lobby. I noticed a short man peeking in at the audience and then closing the door to return pacing and smoking. I looked closer and it was Francois Truffaut, the filmmaker I admired the most, in real life. He noticed me staring at him and smiled and waved. I was speechless and I didn't want to disturb him but it didn't matter. He knew I knew who he was and that's all that mattered. As in his films where a look or a glance can say more than any dialogue, his smile and acknowledgment was enough. I will never forget that moment.