One of the things I’m really going to miss is Cinema Jaragua. It’s the local artsy-type movie theater nearby and when I want to go see a film, I can buy a ticket, get a small popcorn and a soda for R$10,50. That’s roughly six or seven dollars. I have to pay for a cab both ways unless I am going with someone who has a car, but I don’t know many people who do. But even so, I won’t end up spending more than $13 on the entire affair.
Today I saw Savage Grace, the film about Barbara Daly Baekeland who was murdered by her son Antony. Yo. Have you seen this movie? Have you ever heard of these people, the Baekelands? Because I was absolutely, completely, 100% unprepared to see what I saw and I sat there for a good three minutes after it ended with a look of horror on my face. Well, I couldn’t see my face, but I felt it obviously contort in the final fifteen minutes of the movie and it took a while for it to get back to normal. This is not a film for the easily-disturbed.
And so now, I’m watching some episodes of “The Office” to offset the shock I was in earlier. I’ve seen these episodes before but they’re a whole lot more enjoyable than that film. Maybe it’s just me, but I don’t find murder, incest, and co-dependency pleasant thoughts on a Sunday afternoon. Michael Scott and Dwight Schrute are just the remedy.