Even the
simple omlet at the end that Stanley Tucci cooks up
is a thing of beauty.
I know some places in the North End have had Big Night nights, where they replicate the
huge feast that climaxes the movie.
I've never quite had the courage to go (I might die of overeating if I went).
I have the soundtrack, but I've never seen the movie. I should remedy that.
I've never seen Big Night, but it sounds like it's up there with Babette's Feast in the food porn department.
I love Babette's Feast.
Frankenbuddha - that
one loong take
at the end of
Big Night
is a thing of beauty.
I had a nice long, extremely clever post about people who talk in the theatre (special hell, remember?) but the server crashed and ate it.
One thing you can do is ask for hearing assistance headphones. These block out surrounding chitchat and send the movie soundtrack directly to your ears.
I really wish I worked at one of those Edwards theatres that is trying a notification system where selected members of the audience are offered an electronic device they can use to notify management of any less-than-ideal viewing conditions without leaving their seats. We try to monitor the auditoriums but of course the moment an usher walks in the asshats turn to angels.
Wow, Laga, I'd never heard of those being offered around here, because I'd be tempted to try them. I'll keep my eyes (and ears) out.
Well, maybe I heard of it here. Very excited about watching it.
I liked "Babette's Feast", too.
selected members of the audience are offered an electronic device they can use to notify management of any less-than-ideal viewing conditions without leaving their seats
You know what would be even better? Some kind of electronic device you could use to shock asshole movie goers.
But electric shocks might make the person noisy with the screaming and grunting and stuff. And the seat that ejects them would be hella distracting. I'd say a seat that drops out and sucks them down below the floor. And it shall be callled... wait for it...
The Special Hell.
I finished the first book, and decided the majority of what was wrong was Marie. I tried as hard as I could to picture Franke Potente playing the part, and just couldn't. Perhaps Ludlum suffers from the Clancy ailment of being completely unable to write women realistically.
I have an urge to watch The Princess and the Warrior now.
I was just reading Salon's review of 3:10 to Yuma--did anyone else know that Alan Tudyk is in it?! I was going to see it anyway, taking my dad along since it's definitely his type of film, but...Alan Tudyk! In a Western!