The weekend before last we planned a Titter of Wit Street outing to see this film; an independent and slightly quirky Japanese movie. I also invited Ms M to come with us and have dinner afterwards.
I went into central London early to meet my sister who co-incidentally had seen the same film the day before. We met in John Lewis and went to the cafe and then I planned to walk to the cinema. The film was on at the Renoir so I gave myself half an hour to get to Russell Square from Oxford Circus. I checked my phone and there was a text from Ms M to say she was unwell and not coming. Two minutes later there was a text from Soda Farl asking what train I was getting to Charing Cross. This text arrived 29 minutes before the film was due to start.
One of SF's many flaws is his inability to work out the time and location of films he is planning to see. He frequently turns up an hour after the film has started and/or at the wrong cinema so I wasn't really surprised.
TB and I went on our own but did still meet SF afterwards as he found another cinema where the film was starting half an hour laterand managed to get there on time. Instead of going for a drink like any normal people would have done while waiting for SF, TB took me to see his office and show me his collection of Marx postcards.
And the film? "Sweet but inconsequential" according to TB. The Guardian begged to differ and gave it five stars.
And the bloody Guardian gave To The Wonder 4 stars. I nearly cheered when the credits came up. The Fin Times review was spot on, wish I'd read that first: "For two hours Ben Affleck and Olga Kurylenko, lovers home-making in Oklahoma after a romantic prelude in Mont St Michel, drift and prance about the landscape while their disembodied thoughts become an afflatus for the soundtrack. "
Posted by: Eugene | February 26, 2013 at 09:19 PM
I quite liked the look of that actually!
Posted by: ganching | February 28, 2013 at 10:09 PM