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August 22, 2009

Something is grievously amiss!


I went to see the midnight showing of Inglourious Basterds last night, and walked out after twenty minutes. It had nothing to do with the film, other than that I wanted to enjoy it and knew from the get-go that I wasn't in the proper headspace to do so. I wanted to give it my all, which seemed a worthy enough reason to bail - but no! That heavy specific cinephiliac guilt slung itself around neck as I headed home, and brought with it pungent reminders of all the films I've missed the past few months. I don't know quite what happened, but somehow I stopped going to the movies - a malady represented most piercingly by the fact that I still haven't seen Up. I've also missed Julia, Summer Hours, Revanche, Soul Power and just about every other specialty release that I'd been looking forward to. I have yet to make my way out to see 500 Days Of Summer and District 9, and my stack of DVDs at home keeps getting higher. I want to see all of these movies, but I haven't, and I can't for the life of me figure out what I've been doing instead! Spending too much time on airplanes?

All that being said - the albatross that opened those floodgates has been cast off. I landed in Austin this evening, and within two hours was sitting in a theater watching those first twenty minutes again, followed by the remaining 130. I loved it (I didn't even care that I wasn't at the Alamo, where all the screenings had long since sold out). This is what I've been missing.

Posted by David Lowery at August 22, 2009 3:24 AM