Had a little film festival this past weekend; invited some friends over and watched a yitload of movies:
- I’ve Heard The Mermaids Singing
- Jet Li’s “Fearless”
- This Film Is Not Yet Rated
- The Illusionist
Some better than others, but all of them new to me, and on average: very good. Brick and The Illusionist were standouts, to my mind.
Made a ton of food: vegetarian chili and cornbread, vegetarian Tom Kha soup, Pad Thai (made to order as people stepped up to the wok), chai milk and pancakes and No-Knead bread and grilled cheeses, but surprisingly only one batch of popcorn the whole weekend. In between movies, we played some Dance-Dance-Revolution, ogled the snow, ate constantly, and talked about all kinds of things.
Last summer, when I was considering buying a video projector, I had a vision in my mind of our huge living room filled with people watching and discussing movies together. This weekend I saw that vision fulfilled, and It Was Good.
One of our neighbors on Bean Road coined the “Beandance” title, which we all chuckled over and immediately adopted.