Ok Austin, in the contest for coolest movie screening concept ever, you very well may have won the grand prize. I pretty much flipped out last night when I saw this picture of an Alamo Drafthouse screening of Jaws where people were watching the film while floating in the water on intertubes.
Unbelievably cool! My friend, who was at the screening, shared there were scuba divers intermittently pulling people’s legs under the water during the film. So mean, but so hilarious! I guess the bright side of getting piss your pants scared during this screening was no one was ever likely to discover your indiscretion.
According to the Alamo Drafthouse, they originally executed this concept in 2002 at a different location, but for the 40th anniversary of the film they decided to bring back “JAWS on the Water”, but this time doing a suped-up screening at the Texas Ski Ranch in a man-made lake they normally do wakeboard and waterski lessons.
Based on the Twitter feedback, it sure seems like JAWS on the Water was an amazing experience:
This may be the only way I can watch Jaws from now on. Jaws on the water with my lady last night.… https://t.co/cPyaWlfn5I
One of the great things about living in NYC during the summer months is getting a chance to watch free movies at Bryant Park. Out of all of the free movie screenings in the city, Bryant Park is the best because of the awesome sight lines, quality movie screen, good sound system, and access to great food stands and restaurants lining the park. It’s also pretty magical when the sun goes down and you are nestled amongst these large buildings — it is definitely one of those “only in New York” types of feelings.
Well this year’s Free Movie Night kicked off with a screening of the 1984 classic Ghostbusters. Yes, how cool is that – being able to watch the scene where they run through the reading room at the New York Public Library main branch… which is right behind you! Super awesome.
What you might not realize is there is a long-standing “running of the movie lovers” that goes on at the start of every screening. They open the lawn up at 5pm on the dot and everyone runs from all sides of the park and stakes their claim to the land as quickly as they can. It can be pretty intense. I did the securing once, and when someone stepped on the back of my shoe, flicking it off my foot, I had to keep running out of fear I would be trampled on. (I later recovered it by shouting “Anyone see a shoe?” to the crowd.)
Someone was smart enough to video tape the first run of 2015 – possibly from the BOA building. I have been told by folks that work there, every Monday they line up against the windows to catch all the crazies as they run for a spot. As this video and commentary will demonstrate, it’s a sight to be seen: “It’s like ants surrounding a dead cricket.”“It’s like we just watched something bloom.”:
Sad, but true. I know it’s hard for these Hollywood actors to understand but PEOPLE HAVE SUNG LIVE WHILE BEING FILMED BEFORE. These people are talking so self-righteously, it’s like they just stole a loaf of bread to keep from starving or something:
Really Anne Hathaway? “There seemed to be something selfish about trying to go for the pretty version” — really? Doing a wimpy sob/speak Rex Harrison version of one of the greatest diva songs in musical theater is definitely way “less selfish” because you are “applying the truth to the melody”? OMG PUllleeaaasseeeezzzzzz. Get off your damn high horse and give the people what they want!
How many down-on-her-luck front-toothless prostitutes were really singing ballads right before they died of tuberculosis right before the start of the June Rebellion? If you want to be in a Les Miserables musical, I honestly cannot listen to your talk of “applying the truth.”
Says Hathaway about her character Fantine‘s state of mind while singing “I Dreamed a Dream”: “She’s literally at the bottom of a hole, realizing that she’s never going to climb out of this.”
That’s how I felt after watching that extended preview.
Too bad the Les Miz movie wasn’t something more like this:
So I saw The Master yesterday at Nitehawk in Williamsburg, BK while stuffing my face with Nitehawk queso, a Nitehawk burger with tots, and croquettes. (What? The movie was 2 hours and 15 minutes long — what did you want me to do, starve?)
And after seeing The Master, I can’t say he’s won me over yet. Although many critics have gone gaga over the film, I’m in the camp of Richard Corless of “Time” magazine, who originally titled his review “There Will Be Boredom.” Although visually beautiful, with some great moments, but the film ultimately fell flat by the end of the film. Boooo.