It was a very nice movie. It wasn't brain taxing, just enjoyable. We saw it at Como Cinema, a cinema that is usually on the quiet side. I ummed and ahhed about whether to book or not. I looked a the online booking system. I had a bad experience with one of the large movie chains when making an online booking once.
I don't think it has ever happened to us that we could not see a movie because it was sold out. I imagine it would be very disappointing so I rang the telephone number. Yes, the lass said, it will be busy, book your tickets now and arrived early to collect them. I am pleased we did as the movie sold out just after we bought ourselves a drink.
We are usually so behind in seeing a movie at the theatre, everyone has seen it and so we are not used to a full theatre. It felt a bit odd in a packed movie theatre. Thankfully it has good air conditioning. Maybe I missed something, but I had to get down on my hands and knees to read the seat row letter and could barely make out the seat numbers. Even old theatres had illuminated seat row indicators. Our second last movie was seen at Gold Class and this time I rather missed somewhere to rest your drink. Getting to your seat was made more difficult by non lift up seats.
I knew nothing of the movie before we went, so I was surprised to Australians Geoffrey Rush and Guy Pearce in the cast. They were excellent as were all the actors. Nor did I have any knowledge of the movie subject.
But we left the movie with some puzzlement. R is not a royalist and probably has the attitude of his English sisters who if asked would say 'those parasites have nothing to do with our lives. They are irrelevant'. I don't much more about royalty than what has happened in my lifetime, but I knew enough to work out who the people in the movie were.
R could not work out that George VI's wife was the gin swilling fag hag who only died a couple of years ago at around the age of 100. Her recipe for a long life was perhaps Gordons and Benson & Hedges.
I worked that much out at least, but I was puzzled over George's wife. Even once back home it took some seriously googlying before I came up with the name May. May? Never heard of a Queen May. Of course she went on to become Queen Mary, the king's consort. Ah, Queen Mary. My searching efforts were hampered by a big ship of the same name.
I just clicked my movie tag button and in 2009 I saw one movie at the flicks. This year I have seen three. Doing well.