Brooklyn’s Film Fair Rolls in Red Hook

Red Hook screened last night with Brooklyn’s Film Fair, framing NYC’s spring at a pier lot. Curator Jay Patel rolled *The Warriors* as 300 watched, a $10 ticket fest of reels. It’s borough takes—pure BK vibe, screens hot. A kid gaped at gangs; a pro quoted lines. ‘Brooklyn films—this is it,’ Patel says, dimming lights. The stalls turned cinema.

The fair’s fresh—March 28’s start, it tripled since RSVPs, packing rows by 6 p.m. Patel’s a Gowanus cinephile; last night’s crowd hit max—projectors hummed. A latecomer nabbed a spot; popcorn crunched—NYC grit glowed. Runs one day—stories ruled. #BKFilmFair trended; Queens wants a reel.

Some griped—’Too loud,’ sniped a newbie, dodging sound. Wind flicked—tents held; tales held. A rival’s pitching a Williamsburg screen, splitting frames. Still, 400 stayed—reels reigned. Red Hook’s never rolled so bold.

Patel’s teasing a monthly run, maybe a Q&A if spring bites. ‘NYC’s lens—this frames it,’ he says, packing reels. The fair’s a Brooklyn win—grit meets art. It’s a film rush; catch the next. Bring a chair—takes call.