In the vain hope that some among you might find it interesting, here is a list, in reverse chronological order, of the most recent films I've seen at the cinema:
- Aliens (1986) in glorious 70mm
- Alien (1979) in glorious 70mm
- Ghostbusters (1984)
- Back To The Future (1985) 25th anniversary re-release
- Vertigo (1958) in glorious 70mm
- Baraka (1992) in acceptable 70mm
- It's A Wonderful Life (1946)
Since Quantum of Solace I only go out to see films that are important. Fortunately I live in a city that caters more than adequately for film nerds.
Note that I'm specifically excluding Sex And The City 2, which I saw at the cinema, but that was entirely for professional reasons, and trust me, sitting through that was hard work. I'm also making an exception for Star Trek (2009), because it's frickin' Star Trek; also, because I spent an hour phoning around until I found an independent that was showing it. (I spent ten quid at the Dominion, but I got to sit on a sofa in a category-B listed building—streamline moderne, dontchaknow—that still has ashtrays fitted above the urinals. You're not allowed to use them, but the thought is there.)
Now I've been getting some practice in, I'm starting to become aware of the difference between glorious 70mm and regular film. Admittedly, it's most noticeable when they switch from the trailers to showing the actual movie. I'm far better at music appreciation than I am at looking at things with my eyes, so the quality of six-track magnetic sound on glorious 70mm filmstock is still the big draw for me. When things asplode in glorious 70mm, you know that they've asploded. And, importantly, since James Horner was given a fortnight to score Aliens and ended up reusing a lot of his previous work (a habit he evidently developed a taste for), last night's showing at the Filmhouse was the first time I got to hear the soundtrack from Wrath of Khan the way it's supposed to be heard.
Frankly, it's a touch distracting. There are Space Marines running around and driving APCs about, and in the back of my head Spock is telling us all that Reliant's prefix code is one six seven, zero, nine. It's disorienting because everyone knows that Star Trek never had marines. No, they didn't, not ever.
So it looks like it'll be Robocop on Friday (COME TO THE CINEMA OR THERE WILL BE... TROUBLE) and, after that, the next new release I'm willing to break my rule for will probably be Prometheus, which looks awesome.