Monday, February 18, 2008

First let me start off by saying that the show was fabulous. It has treasures, bombs, conspiracy theories and Nicholas Cage. What more do you want?

Nicholas Cage has long joined the ranks of Jack Nicholson, Morgan Freeman, Sean Connery and Tom Hanks (well... maybe Johnny Depp) whose screen presence ooze with charisma. These men can practically save a lousy script just by looking at the audience through the big screen. The "I wanna be like THEM (when I'm their age anyway)!" feeling got me every time I queue up for the tickets.

Anyway, London is perhaps the last place on Earth to screen the movie. I really wonder why sometimes. It's like Hollywood decides to start from the States then go west to Asia, trudges its way across Middle East and the whole of Europe before finally descend on London. I'm pretty sure that people in Congo got it earlier than Londoners... The stars would then parade round Leceister Square as if it's a world premiere! To make the matter worse, London has perhaps the most expensive movie ticket (up to £10.50). To think that I was complaining about the lousy S$9.50 (£3.15) weekend movie ticket back home.

Curiously, unlike Singapore's cinemas (or movie theatres), London's do not provide a seat number to the ticket that you've sacrificed your lunch for. It's on a first come first serve basis. Kind of reminds you of those !@#$ budget airlines, doesn't it?

It doesn't matter whether you've gotten the tickets years ago. If you're late for the show.. sorry man. I've seen people sitting on the staircases in the cinema just because they couldn't find empty seats that were next to each other!

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