the independent film festival

the first weekend of april, was the independent film festival. excited that i would finally be able to attend some interesting films, i persuaded daylily to buy some tickets with me. we decided to see a documentary called "in a dream" and a feature film called "reversion." we anticipated the day with excitement, until the actual day arrived.

daylily ended up not feeling well at all and that translated into her in a bad mood making me in a bad mood. the day was not going well. rules about the film festival were that ticketholders needed to arrive fifteen minutes prior to the showing time in order to retain their seats.

daylily had booked a wedding cake testing forty minutes before the showing time of our first film. frantically tapping my feet and throwing nervous looks in her direction did nothing to speed up the process. finally thirty minutes later we ran out of the place, my stomach rolling over itself and daylily placidly pulling out and driving on our way.

parking came relatively quickly. she spotted a space, swerved into it (neglecting to see if she was cutting someone off) and we ran hell-bent to the theater. long lines greeted us, and a helper directed us to the alleyway to our specific theater. easily in, we ended up in a puny theater that was nearly full. luckily we found a pair of seats and staked our claim.

to my left was an elderly man who made mysterious noises during the entire time and to my right was daylily. the movie was not really worth it. many people got up and left mid-way through, and daylily used the time to make up for loss of sleep.

the movie ended at about noon, and we decided to eat some lunch. the next movie didn't start until three twenty. mid-way through our soup of the day, it occurred to us that we had parked in a two hour zone. and it was past two hours. cornered by the need to finish our lunch, we had to wait to move the car.

biting our nails as we finally left the restaurant and ran to the car, we frantically searched for some sort of ticket tucked anywhere. again, we were lucky. by this time, we were getting nervy with each other and decided to go to the park, lay down a blanket, and sleep. we did so for an hour. by then, we were at loss for how to spend the rest of the afternoon. we were slowly getting tired of each others company.

we then preceded to go to starbucks for an hour, where we witnessed a person getting pulled over and given a ticket, and then we moved the car again to a four hour space. where we sat for the rest of the time.

a good twenty minutes early, we decided to go to the theater and stand in line. it ended up that everyone else got there thirty minutes early. there were so few seats left, it was ridiculous (it was a big theater too). and again we lucked out in finding a pair of seats in a corner niche.

as the film began, i discovered the lady to my left had a breathing problem (loud popping noises as she breathed out). and fifteen minutes before it ended, the lady in front of us stood up and stayed that way (she had knee problems) hovering for what seemed like eternity.

i was relieved and happy to see this documentary because it turned out to be a very good watch. again daylily made up for lack of sleep. her loss, for she missed some good parts.

afterwards, we both decided that we weren't ever going to repeat this experience. and if it turned out we did want to see a film, we would only see one and we would make sure it was a good one.

the heinous movie experience

i was sitting on my bed drinking my french press coffee when a thought just struck my mind. i never blogged about my heinous movie experience. so i dropped everything and am doing just that.

so roughly two weeks ago me and miss rabbit used our free movie tickets to go see gran torino. the movie was good. the experience was not.

first of all we went to the varsity theater, a "really old and kept that way" type of theater. after getting our tickets the man gave us directions to the theater room.

go back outside

he said

and walk down the alley until you meet the stairs and then turn left into the theater.

we were startled! walk outside and down a dark alley to the theater? scream! so we were brave and walked outside and down the alley and as we were chatting, opened up the door. scream! for real! as we started opening the door a tall and odd looking man was coming out. he had surprised us so badly.

well, ladies. scary movie. scary movie!

he said with a clown like grin.

we were officially scared. but we moved on and entered into the actual theater. it was dark. small. cramped. and empty. and located off an alleyway. where anyone could walk in. we got bad vibes.

we sat down anyway and waited for the movie to begin.

just as it started. we heard the door open and footsteps resounded. we clasped hands and waited. the tall and odd man came in with another man. but this man was old and scrubby looking. sort of like a hobo. we were alone. with them. they stepped up and sat behind us. i wished at least that they could have sat in front of us!

ten minutes later the door opened again. fortunately this time it was two women. five minutes later, two guys. the guys were from school and were basketball players. both were very tall and dressed like wangsters. we breathed more easily.

the movie went on. the quality was bad, it wasn't loud enough, and the walls were so thin that we could hear the movie nearby.

in the middle, the hobo man had to go to the bathroom so he got up to leave. he started walking to the end of the row but walked into a wall. he cursed loudly, nearly fell upon miss rabbit, and hobbled back across the row and down the stairs.

and lastly there were the two women. who laughed a lot. and not the good laughing, but the bad laughing. the shrill, annoying, and brain piercing kind.

me and miss rabbit kept sneaking outraged glances at each other during the entire length of the movie.

after we go out, we ranted. and decided that that was the last time we were going to attend the varsity movie theater.