After the screening of Perfumed Nightmare (1977) just as the audience was about to rush out, the room grew completely dark and the bongo drums started. The director Kidlat Tahimik came bounding into the light in a loin cloth dancing with his son round the stage. Great film, weird music, cute butt. A potent combination, all of us were too dumbstruck to leave, so riveted we were to our seats. Is he for real? He proceeded to taking a 30 minute Q&A in the same loin cloth. Almost naked. I should try the loin cloth/bongo drum for my Q&As one of these days. Talk about a memorable Q&A. Of course it would help if I made a memorable film too!