What’s that saying about the best-laid plans?
Saturday started well. S and I went for an early dinner – his treat! – and we got in a little catch-up time (It had been too long since our last get-together). Then off we went to the theatre, in plenty of time before the movie.
S had bought the tickets online the day before and they indicated we were to go to theatre #4. The usher scanned our ticket and pointed us in the right direction, but something seemed amiss. As we strode towards the theatre, we could see the electronic sign above our theatre from a distance reading “Lincoln 12:30.”
12:30? Our screening was at 7:10. Weird.
Then I noticed signs above the other theatres all showed times from earlier in the day as well – as if they hadn’t been updated yet. Oh well. The ticket says theatre 4. And this is theatre 4.
Then, one last glance at the sign as we reached the theatre and it had changed: “Skyfall 7:00.” I thought “there must be something wrong with the sign. Maybe they’re having problems.” So we ducked in and found ourselves some primo seats in the back row and waited for the movie to start.
The lights went out a few minutes earlier than I expected (you can see where this is going) and we sat through the ads and the previews. And then the film started and the first two chords of music were clearly the James Bond theme. Even before I had any visual to indicate this was Bond, I knew we were in the wrong theatre.
I quickly mentioned it to S, who at first thought I was joking, but quickly realized the problem. We had a decision to make: do we stay and watch or do we try to make our way to Lincoln? In the end, we decided it was too late to get decent seats for Lincoln, so we stayed and watched Skyfall.
Quick review: Skyfall was entertaining. It was a well-directed film with some great action sequences – a huge improvement over the shakey-cam travesty that was Quantum of Solace. The biggest problem for me was that the plot was a little too straightforward for an espionage movie. It didn’t quite feel like Bond. There was a lot of James’s back story instead of the web of geo-political intrigue I expected. There was also no connection to the last two films – which I thought was weird since it had been touted as a trilogy. Still, well worth a watch.
Not sure I want to see it a second time though. And since I was scheduled to do so the following night, I wasn’t sure what my plan was going to be.
But I’m getting ahead of myself.
Once the film ended, we left the theatre and double-checked the number: Yep! Theatre four. So S played the squeaky-wheel card and politely complained to the manager. He told us the theatre had been changed earlier that day because Lincoln needed a larger theatre.
Which begs the question: Why have all this technology in place if you can’t use it to update ticket-holders? When they changed the theatre, why didn’t the system automatically send an email to S (they have his email) that the location had changed? Or, barring that, when the usher scanned the ticket, why didn’t the scanner alert him to tell us the theatre had changed? At the very least, a simple sign posted outside the theatre door would have worked just as well: “Lincoln has moved to theatre 16!” Nope.
The manager had no answer, but was kind enough to give us each a couple of free passes. Not bad, since I wanted to see Skyfall anyway. We walked away happy, having seen one good movie and with the promise of two more on the horizon.
And what of Sunday night? Well, the group that was going to go see Skyfall postponed it because everyone was too busy. Now it’s scheduled for Friday evening. Still not sure I’ll attend. Maybe I’ll see if Lincoln is playing around the same time and meet up with my friends after our respective movies. I’ve got a few days to figure it out.