In the afternoon I entertained Sergiu, with whom I watched Barefoot in the Park, starring Robert Redford, Jane Fonda and Charles Boyer. Nice comedy on marriage (well, the first seven days of a marriage), good lines, excellent actors. I always enjoy watching it.
In the evening we went to Theodor’s piano teacher. They rehearsed his little repertoire he is going to perform tomorrow night. We are really nervous and hope he will not mess it up in front of a full house – as all the tickets seem to have been sold for the tomorrow night’s show.
We made it to the cinema without Theodor – he stayed over night with his grand parents. It was our first experience of a multiplex in our city. The West has finally arrived in
Before the movie I talked to PS on the phone. I told him we were at the Mall. “What are you doing there?” he wanted to know. I knew what he would say next. I said: ”We are going to watch a movie”. I then told him what the title was. While I was trying to repeat the title for him and briefly introduce the movie to him he didn’t let me finish and said: “Whatever, it’s still a piece of propaganda”. Brainwashing? Yeah, if you let yourself persuaded into believing it. However, I dare to say my critical spirit has not died – yet. As a rather reserved cinema-goer (towards the quality of the main stream repertoire) I was a bit uncomfortable with this remark, but I got over it. I know for myself I no longer desire to be informed about the latest (American) releases. I do realise that main stream cinemas (that count for, perhaps, 95% for the cinemas in
One thing I’m sure of: even if I know too well that I'm not going to spend much time in modern cinemas (as I haven't so far anyway, at least not in the past 10-15 years or so) I seem to have completely lost the desire to see films in freezing, appalling and unfriendly conditions at the two obsolete cinemas (Timiş and Studio) that have survived in