Why the hell do movie theatres bother with putting the first row of seats so close to the big screen?
The monetary returns from the poor bastards sitting in the front row won't adequately cover the impending class action law suit filed by patrons in the front suffering from broken necks and cock-eyed'ness after sitting in an agonising position for 2 hours.
Allow me to demonstrate: Exhibit A - the layout of last night's theatre
The art house theatre was free seating so first come best served. We really shouldn't have stopped for choc-top ice cream cones at the foyer, those time crucial moments could have been strategically used to secure better seats.
Steph and me were practically squirming in our seats trying to sit lower and crane our necks up with the screen 2 metres away with a vertical height of 3 metres. After the film I momentarily lost circulation to the peripherals and the right side of my body.
On another note, The Lives of Others was a sublime film. Written by relatively new screenwriter Florian Henkel von Donnersmarc, its weaves a multi layered tapestry over the greys and yellows of the GDR (German Democratic Republic). Set in1984, 5 years before the fall of the Berlin wall, the film centres upon Dreyman, the pre-eminent playwright of East Germany. Under suspicion of pro West German activity, the Stasi (Secret Police) listened in to his every move and word in the apartment he shares with his live-in girlfriend. Its almost scary to see how efficient the Stasi were in tapping his entire house with wires and setting up a control center to monitor and record everything that goes on in the house.
Although it starts off painting a sterile and bleak picture, this film plants the seeds at the beginning which grow and bear strange and wondrous fruit with each character developing in rich and unexpected twists. The film treats the viewer with the right amount of intelligence, and it really passes through your brain first before it hits your heart.
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