Manufactured Landscapes

I had planned my evening. My wife would stay home (her choice, I hasten to add) while I went out to the cinema alone (as is my wont) to see something she wouldn’t be interested in; something cheesy and crude. I had narrowed it down to two options, and was 99% decided to go for The Host as it had better reviews. I arrived early and walked around the area a little. I passed by a local arthouse cinema, and a selection of stills in the window caught my eye. I walked on, but after a few seconds turned back, lingered, and bought a ticket for the next screening.
I won’t go into a detailed review here, but it was a pretty amazing film, and you can find a lot more information about the subject here.
Almost as pleasurable as the film itself was the fact of having the freedom to change my mind at the last second. I don’t normally do this kind of thing. I plan things down to the last minutes, and rarely change my plans unless I have no alternative. It’s also nice to be able to take the decision myself. I’ve been in situations where a group of friends are trying to choose which film to go and see, and it’s such a pain getting everyone to agree that in the end the entire project is abandoned. Besides, I often want to see the kind of films which no-one else does, and I don’t want to waste my breath trying and failing to convince people that what would be perfect for a Friday night out is a feature-length documentary about an industrial landscape photographer…