school night detention

28 – 29 Feb
the last two films of my festival sessions were not something i would probably want to watch again. love in thougths, a german true to life story was not a winner for many of the cinema goers. one of the loudest remark was it was not a film that fit into the category of the festival. it was basically a sibling rival story. but right afterwards, ‘don’t judge a book by it’s cover’, rang true. when the film was in the first 20 minutes, as i yawned, i consoled myself by saying that if i found it boring, surely it would be so much more painful for tim. i had only met tim before the movie started but he was there as a friend of a friend invited him. i didn’t see tim as someone who would enjoy a tragic love story, set pre 1935, german language with english subtitles. it is far from a hollywood popcorn movie. i initially assumed, tim’s favourite movie would be something with jim carrey involving fart jokes. or at best, that movie with ryan phillipe as the podium dancer in some druggie heaven dance club set in new york. the friend who took him there apparently met him in a dance/ rave club. i was shocked as tim overheated when he had to explain why he liked it. he said “but you don’t know me outside of the club. you don’t know me! all we ever talked about is conquests and the fact that my attraction to islander beauties is considered as a fetish”. as it turned out later, tim is actually a serious writer. a writer who seems talented and sure of himself. not really what equates to his plan to wear only speedoes at work this coming weeked. he works part time in one of the hip bars in taylor square.

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the last film of the festival for me was with TRO. a collection of short films. the first one was awfully painful and boring. but the rest was okay. one of the better ones was a multi screen acappella music video of live to tell. it was a bit sad to be the last film of the festival as i had gotten used to the routine of it all. plus, the eye candies and the village buzz were certainly big motivators also.

TRO made a big mistake of joking about a later trip to sydney park as KC turned it into a serious invitation/ request. luckily, i had the option to turn the plan around. we ended up enjoying a school night out. prima facie, manacle is supposedly vanilla free zone. my theory however was well supported. the vibe despite what almost a deliberate and successful attempt for it to look like a dangerous dark and dingy alleyway, was actually more of a pre-pubescent catholic girls high school. it was so funny and a big tick on a to do list for some. i made the initial conviction for our presence there without the knowledge that it was a themed night for skin heads and rubber. but as it got later, we had no option but to stay, grin and bear. and later laugh out lots about it.