Wednesday, 14 March 2012
Dogs and films.
First to Tess. Yesterday we had her trimmed - well perhaps that is an understatement - we had her shaved. She looks very smart but you can tell she is a little overweight and needs to go on a diet to slim down a bit. I gave her two biscuits at bedtime instead of three and she was looking for the third one. Does that mean that dogs can count? I have posted two photographs (above) before and after. Neither one is a good one but it is difficult to get her to stand for a photograph and I didn't want to disturb her - but I am sure you get the general idea.
Now to the film 'The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel'. A lady writes in the Letters Page of today's paper that she was very disappointed as it was so bland. Surely that was part of the point of it - retirement can easily lack excitement unless one goes out of one's way to make it exciting and surely these retirees did just that. The cinema holds a hundred people and I would say there were about eighty there and the average age was probably around seventy - certainly the farmer was one of the youngest. In many places the one-liners really struck home and a great guffaw went through the audience.
We loved it. We loved the incredible colour, dirt and noise of India, which assaulted these six travellers as soon as they stepped out of the airport and we loved the way each of them tackled the problems of living there. The film was a delight from beginning to end.
What makes our Station cinema so enjoyable too is that there is a restaurant as well as a range of artisan shops. There are two screens, each showing a different film and each seating just 100 people. The seats are steeply tiered so that nobody's head gets in the way for viewing.
We went to the 5.30 showing, arriving at four-thirty to give us time to have two pots of tea and a Croque Monsieur, together with a nice basket of fries. We sat and relaxed and ate our tea before going into the cinema about five minutes before the start. What could be better?