I went to see Crazy Heart tonight, about 2/3 of the way through the movie, the fire alam went off and we had to evacuate the building.
This has never happened to me before, and I have been to a lot of movies. (Cue: Mr. Anonymous who will remind me of our evacuation of a cinema back in 1981...)
So I had to read a plot synopsis to find out what happened in the end.
Jeff Bridges was amazingly good, relaxed, cool, while being a gigantic loser at the same time.
I had one huge issue with the plot. Why would beautiful, YOUNG, vibrant Maggie Gyllenhaal fall INSTANTLY in love with stinky, drunk, chain-smoking OLD Jeff Bridges. It made no sense whatsoever. He was disgusting and you just know he smelled bad. Chain-smoking alcoholics who throw up on themselves smell bad. That is reality. They probably also pee their pants.
When am I going to see a movie where a boozy old chain-smoking floosie has a handsome young stud with a heart of gold fall madly in love with her at first sight? Uh...never, that's when.
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I can't remember if you were with me, but at CINEMA V in the early 80s the projector broke down in the middle of MY BRILLIANT CAREER and they refunded us. If this sounds familiar, then you were with me.
Friends of my parents went to see TITANIC here in Montreal when it came out and in the middle the power went out and they didn't see the end. A week later they went to Florida on vacation and went to see it and about the middle the film broke and they cancelled the screening. So as far as I know, they've seen half the movie twice. Don't know if they ever saw the whole thing.
All I remember about My Brilliant Career is seeing the trailer at Seville or Cinema V about 30 times. I think I was able to recite it by heart at the time. I don't thik I saw the movie until much, much later.
and wasn't there a fire in some bar too? peel pub way back when?
sitting around drinking and firemen very annoyed that we weren't exiting the building...?
as for stinky old dude bridges: it's the serge gainsbourg effect--
Funny thing was last night that we didn't exit immediately. My friend and I kept watching the movie. We weren't alone; only about 1/3 of people got up and left right away. It's just like at work. We are so used to the fire alarms going off for no reason that we keep working because we assume the alarm will stop soon, but sometimes it doesn't.
I never understood Jane Birkin and Serge Gainsbourg either. ick.
Wasn't the burning pub (my least favorite Farrah Fawcett Irish variety show, by the way) the Royale? Up by the Hall Building. I was just thinking about it the other day. But there was a fire at the Peel Pub, too.
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