Went to see a touring company production of The Marriage of Figaro last night. I must be getting old, because I couldn’t stand opera when I was younger, and I’m seeing two this week, out of choice. (Also, because once in a while 3D is good, as long as it’s proper 3D.) And it was nice not to think about movies for the evening, to prove to myself that I’m not completely obsessed.
Indeed, I wasn’t thinking about any movies during the opening overture, especially not Trading Places or The Last Action Hero.
And I wasn’t thinking about The Shawshank Redemption during this aria.
No siree, I didn’t think about movies all evening. Not me.