Medium popcorn with butter at the Bloor cinema: $4
Dinner at the Bloor cinema: $6 (you thought I was going to say priceless)
I would have liked to have had dinner at the Bloor, except that in the commotion of the lobby before David Wants to Fly, I accidentally inserted myself right into the middle of the popcorn queue. I obliviously hunted through my survival kit for that elusive $10 bill (I don't want to be the jackass paying with a debit card as everyone is clambering to get into the theatre on time). Anyhoo, the guy behind me catches my attention and asks me, "excuse me, are you in line?" at which point I look up and notice 7 people behind me, in an obvious line up, giving me the stinkiest eyes I've ever been dealt. (Haha, I just thought of a lynch mob. Get it?) I made eye contact with each of them, threw my hands up and flashed a toothy, over-compensatory grin, and said "well, turns out I don't have any cash anyways!" and trotted out of the lobby, through the swinging doors, through the main hallway and outside onto the sidewalk. That's right, I ran away. Classy.
David Wants to Fly is what I was looking for last night. I've seen a lot of heavy movies (smuggling, political conflicts, terrorism, sunshine, lollipops) so I was looking for something lighthearted yet informative. The director put a lot of thought into his composition and opened up the world of transcendental meditation. The movie was bright and had good rhythm. It managed to be many things - a coming of age story, an expose, an homage to David Lynch's movie making, but it didn't feel cluttered. And the subtitles looked great. (Distracting subtitles are one of the great peeves of documentarianists all over the world - you know, the wrong colour, a coloured bar in the background, or even the wrong translation.) My favorite part of the movie was when the filmmaker was interviewing Lynch, who wiggles his hands like a reproducing amoeba when he speaks, which gave the whole crowd a serious case of giggles.
Before that I watched Feathered Cocaine. Between this movie and The Oath, I've spent quite a bit of time looking at Osama Bin Laden's face lately. He has nice eyebrows.
On tap tonight:
Thieves by Law or Blank City, followed by Sex Magic.
Thieves by Law or Blank City, followed by Sex Magic.
Ah good...I loved this movie, so if you didn't care for it, I would have been forced to stop reading your work.
ReplyDeleteBy the way - small idea. I believe we will be at the same show tomorrow night (TEENAGE PAPARAZZO). I've been posting a series of podcasts about the festival experience...whaddaya think about recording an episode with me after the show?
Lemme know what you think: madhatter(dot)21(at)hotmail(dot)com