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Movies at the drive-in!
I went to the Keno here in Kenosha tonight to see a couple of movies with my parents. It was a fully day; I worked 'till 6, biked home, and spent just enough time there to get stuff together before packing folks and things into my car. We stopped at Walgreens to pick up some snacks, then drove off to the Keno, whose box office opens at 7:00.
Truth be told, I was primarily there to take photographs, as rumor has it that this is the Keno's last year. This is sad, but not surprising given the bind so many small theatres are in that can't make the switch to digital. Anyway, I had a great time, got a bunch of photos of the drive-in, and even a couple of my thanks to my mother. I'll post more when I can.
I feel like I ought to make a perfunctory attempt at movie reviews, but I'm really not the right person. My neurological facial recognition deficit often makes it difficult for me to follow movies. Perhaps partly because of that, movies aren't really my thing and I rarely go out to see them. (This is ironic, considering that movie palaces are some of my favorite buildings and I think the cultural context of movie exhibition is fascinating.) The first movie was 2 Guns, which was an action movie with a couple of male leads who did a lot of shooting and driving cars around very fast. It was ok. The second movie was The Wolverine, which had one male lead who did no shooting, but a lot of slicing people up and driving cars around very fast, but with fewer crashes. Ok, were those reviews adequate?
I enjoyed the second more, just because I like the comic book character. I also was pleased that I could catch and understand the occasional snatch of Japanese, like "No eigo" or "Gaijin da". It made me miss attending lessons in Japanese though. I ate a cheeseburger purchased from the refreshment stand at intermission, and also photographed the inside. The burger was best described as adequate, but somehow that made it the perfect food for the venue.
Prior to the first movie, my mother walked around with me as I wandered the site composing photographs. At one point, as I was trying to line up some shots that showed the neat way the lines of now-empty speaker poles curved around the grounds, she said that my grandfather would probably have really liked watching me work. That made me happy; I think that's true, and it's a nice thought. At one point, I saw some people playing dominoes on a card table behind the tailgate of their van; I chatted with the briefly about the theatre and asked if I could photograph them. My mother commented again on how comfortable I am being social with strangers these days, and jokingly asked what drugs I was taking. This made me smile as well; I'm pretty well settled into my new ways of social interaction these days, but sometimes I'm reminded of how far I've come.
I just took a quick shower and am going to get to bed very shortly. I'm going to sleep in a little later and take my car to school, but I'm still only going to get 7 hours or so of sleep. Soon I really need to start planning and packing for my trip, and reading some papers by the professor I have a meeting with next Tuesday.
At the Keno - Pic-a-day 6 August 2013
Copyright my mother 2013
Truth be told, I was primarily there to take photographs, as rumor has it that this is the Keno's last year. This is sad, but not surprising given the bind so many small theatres are in that can't make the switch to digital. Anyway, I had a great time, got a bunch of photos of the drive-in, and even a couple of my thanks to my mother. I'll post more when I can.
I feel like I ought to make a perfunctory attempt at movie reviews, but I'm really not the right person. My neurological facial recognition deficit often makes it difficult for me to follow movies. Perhaps partly because of that, movies aren't really my thing and I rarely go out to see them. (This is ironic, considering that movie palaces are some of my favorite buildings and I think the cultural context of movie exhibition is fascinating.) The first movie was 2 Guns, which was an action movie with a couple of male leads who did a lot of shooting and driving cars around very fast. It was ok. The second movie was The Wolverine, which had one male lead who did no shooting, but a lot of slicing people up and driving cars around very fast, but with fewer crashes. Ok, were those reviews adequate?
I enjoyed the second more, just because I like the comic book character. I also was pleased that I could catch and understand the occasional snatch of Japanese, like "No eigo" or "Gaijin da". It made me miss attending lessons in Japanese though. I ate a cheeseburger purchased from the refreshment stand at intermission, and also photographed the inside. The burger was best described as adequate, but somehow that made it the perfect food for the venue.
Prior to the first movie, my mother walked around with me as I wandered the site composing photographs. At one point, as I was trying to line up some shots that showed the neat way the lines of now-empty speaker poles curved around the grounds, she said that my grandfather would probably have really liked watching me work. That made me happy; I think that's true, and it's a nice thought. At one point, I saw some people playing dominoes on a card table behind the tailgate of their van; I chatted with the briefly about the theatre and asked if I could photograph them. My mother commented again on how comfortable I am being social with strangers these days, and jokingly asked what drugs I was taking. This made me smile as well; I'm pretty well settled into my new ways of social interaction these days, but sometimes I'm reminded of how far I've come.
I just took a quick shower and am going to get to bed very shortly. I'm going to sleep in a little later and take my car to school, but I'm still only going to get 7 hours or so of sleep. Soon I really need to start planning and packing for my trip, and reading some papers by the professor I have a meeting with next Tuesday.
At the Keno - Pic-a-day 6 August 2013
Copyright my mother 2013