occasionally an evening takes a turn that surprises you
friday night after dining at popolo
the boss and I thought
what the hell!
its 8pm, lets do something crazy
so we wandered up to the verona
and saw whatever was on.
after paying $55 for two tickets and two beers
(it has been a long time since I attended hasn't it)
we slouched down and watched Monsieur Lazhar
inspirational, intelligent, emotional and superb
or so says the byline
but I dont really think that sums it up
its been years since I saw a foreign film
and being there in the dark
I realised a void was filling
in my fast paced monochromatic existence.
the first thing is the total immersion
the next a window into another world
where they dont speak your language
where the scenery looks different
and where the diet isn't
australian or american
humour, or even worse
drama.
a story without sex, violence
(ok sure there is one extreme plot event)
without aspirational character development
or expensive sets
perhaps my diet of
pixar films
and blockbusters
is finally boring my palate
perhaps as I get older my taste
is changing
for the better or perhaps
the worse
or just maybe it was
a great film
and they only come round
once every couple of years.
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