It's groundbreaking news over here at Chez PMM. I actually saw a real, non-animated, non-child oriented film at the cinema.
Shut the front door.
I don't even remember the last time Matt and I got to do that together.
But today we had some stolen time and we headed off after a chaotic morning - when *someone* forgot their library bag and resulted in an additional 1/2 hour of running around.
Everyone knows that time speeds up once you drop the kids off at school - and those few hours go like the clappers. So being waylaid a good half an hour wasn't ideal.
Thankfully we hooted into the carpark, got a park, power walked with the best of them, got to the counter in record time - and … UH???
Her was not playing until 12:30pm?
WHA?
I was so pumped up to see Joaquin. Matt was so pumped up to see Joaquin (and probably hear Scarlett Johannsen's voice).
And it wasn't on as listed. WAAAAAH!!
We went to 12 Years a Slave instead. Totally different pace.
Not since The Pianist have I sobbed so loudly.
It's incredible, eye-opening, though-provoking, beautifully shot, heart wrenching, full of great sadness, and I don't even know how to tell you - I feel so depleted, questioning humanity. And at the same time, I am so very glad I watched it.
Have you seen 12 Years a Slave?
2 comments:
No I haven't seen it, but have heard great things.
Haven't seen it or heard about it. I can't remember the last time I was at the cinema! Sounds so intense, I'd be blubbering, I'm such an emotional soul :)
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