Utilitaire-12 task #3: Bike to a movie = The Artist
I don't go to movies all that often. I've watched a lot of them, but mostly on TV. I realize that this can be a problem because "the following film has been modified from its original version. It has been formatted to fit this screen, to run in the time allotted and edited for content." Now, I can handle the obvious dubbing in Office Space*, but I'm still recovering from watching The Sting on TV where they cut two of the best lines.** So I've been trying to see more movies in an actual theatre, and I think I've seen more theatrical releases in the past few years than I did as a teenager.
The original plan was to have tea today and see the movie tomorrow to take advantage of cheap movie night, but MoRoCo, the place where I'm having cream tea, isn't open Mondays. So I did the movie tonight instead. I wound up going alone, since all of my friends had either seen the movie already, had a class, or were stuck at work.
The movie is terrific and you should go see it if you haven't already. It's amazing how much the actors managed to convey with just body language and expression. Jean Dujardin channels Gene Kelly with a dash of Clark Gable. Bérénice Bejo is just charming. I want it to win all the awards.
I biked to the Varsity directly from work. It's a less-than-10-minute trip, so it should be really easy. And yet. There is a gentle, yet never-ending upward slope on Bay St. that always tires my legs more than I think it should when I go here. On the plus side, there always seems to be enough bike parking.
It is a silent movie, although there's quite a lot of music, so I couldn't help but remember nearly a year ago. I was sitting in this same theatre, watching another quiet movie, trying to convince myself that no one was going to come along and steal my beautiful new bike. Now? I didn't even bother taking the lights off.
Mileage: Jarvis & Wellesley to the Varsity (Bay & Bloor), and from there home = 7.1 km/4.4 miles.
I'm using this as my second night trip; even though I do a lot of biking at night and I know I could use a future utilitaire, it's best to get it out of the way. The lighting is the same as always, but my pannier has a super reflector which ups the visual factor. I followed my usual return commute route, but the difference a few hours makes is amazing. I'm not dodging nearly as many pedestrians in the park, and Harbord is almost empty after rush hour. Sadly, the timing on the traffic lights doesn't seem to change. I always feel a bit ridiculous at Hoskin coming out of the park waiting for the light when there are no. cars. coming from the opposite direction. And yet I do, because I want the cars that are waiting with me to see a cyclist "obeying the law." They probably don't, but I know they'd definitely notice me if I broke it. Damn you, moral compass!
So there's another one for the control card:
*I'm no lip-reader, but I'm fairly certain he is not saying "heck."
**"He's not as tough as he thinks." "Neither are we."
I don't go to movies all that often. I've watched a lot of them, but mostly on TV. I realize that this can be a problem because "the following film has been modified from its original version. It has been formatted to fit this screen, to run in the time allotted and edited for content." Now, I can handle the obvious dubbing in Office Space*, but I'm still recovering from watching The Sting on TV where they cut two of the best lines.** So I've been trying to see more movies in an actual theatre, and I think I've seen more theatrical releases in the past few years than I did as a teenager.
The original plan was to have tea today and see the movie tomorrow to take advantage of cheap movie night, but MoRoCo, the place where I'm having cream tea, isn't open Mondays. So I did the movie tonight instead. I wound up going alone, since all of my friends had either seen the movie already, had a class, or were stuck at work.
The movie is terrific and you should go see it if you haven't already. It's amazing how much the actors managed to convey with just body language and expression. Jean Dujardin channels Gene Kelly with a dash of Clark Gable. Bérénice Bejo is just charming. I want it to win all the awards.
I biked to the Varsity directly from work. It's a less-than-10-minute trip, so it should be really easy. And yet. There is a gentle, yet never-ending upward slope on Bay St. that always tires my legs more than I think it should when I go here. On the plus side, there always seems to be enough bike parking.
It is a silent movie, although there's quite a lot of music, so I couldn't help but remember nearly a year ago. I was sitting in this same theatre, watching another quiet movie, trying to convince myself that no one was going to come along and steal my beautiful new bike. Now? I didn't even bother taking the lights off.
Mileage: Jarvis & Wellesley to the Varsity (Bay & Bloor), and from there home = 7.1 km/4.4 miles.
I'm using this as my second night trip; even though I do a lot of biking at night and I know I could use a future utilitaire, it's best to get it out of the way. The lighting is the same as always, but my pannier has a super reflector which ups the visual factor. I followed my usual return commute route, but the difference a few hours makes is amazing. I'm not dodging nearly as many pedestrians in the park, and Harbord is almost empty after rush hour. Sadly, the timing on the traffic lights doesn't seem to change. I always feel a bit ridiculous at Hoskin coming out of the park waiting for the light when there are no. cars. coming from the opposite direction. And yet I do, because I want the cars that are waiting with me to see a cyclist "obeying the law." They probably don't, but I know they'd definitely notice me if I broke it. Damn you, moral compass!
So there's another one for the control card:
*I'm no lip-reader, but I'm fairly certain he is not saying "heck."
**"He's not as tough as he thinks." "Neither are we."
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