Film: Exhibition on Screen - Michelangelo, Love and Death
These two days, it's film - for tonight, it was Exhibition on Screen: Michelangelo - Love and Death. Which is showing in the Curzon Bloomsbury. Headed out there in decent time - taking advantage of bus #1, which shouldn't pass so close to me, but apparently is these days; I think it's on diversion, which is possibly why neither Google Maps, Buses Due, nor TFL seem to know it's coming at all! How bad, it takes me straight there, just as the #188 used to do..
Made it just in time. I hadn't booked in advance - flashed my membership code, and she was most perplexed as to why no discount was displayed for me! She mused that it might be because it was "an event". Never mind.. I proceeded downstairs (mercifully only one floor), where they were setting up for a reception - presumably to do with whatever event was associated with the film. Anyway, I proceeded into the screen.
It's actually some years old, this - I never saw it before, and don't usually go for films about art: but the trailer looked absolutely sumptuous: and so it proved. A biography of the artist as much as a documentary about his art, the narration is accompanied by stunning visuals - of the countryside he lived in, in northern Italy, but primarily of the stunning artworks he produced. Each piece is lovingly filmed, in closeup as well as from a distance, as artists and art experts explain what it would take to make something like that. And it's said, many times, that he was the first truly superstar artist, one of a small number whose names echo through time eternally. And we're never left in any doubt as to how stunning his artworks are, and just how unique. Yes, if you weren't already a fan, I daresay this film would make you one..
It was on early, so I ate afterwards, at GBK as usual. He must have recognised me, because he asked whether I wanted to order before I took my table, so I did. Had the fried chicken burger, as usual - but I have to say, firstly, not enough sauce.. and secondly, the coating was quite burnt, and has been repeating on me since the journey back! The onion rings proved too much for me, and I didn't finish them.
Needed shopping - and gee, Waitrose wasn't closed yet! Which was good, because they are the sole stockists locally of Elizabeth Shaw Mint Crisps, which I adore. So I picked up a packet, which unfortunately wasn't closed properly, so they all spilled over my basket as I tried to check out. And oh my, as I remarked to the self-service till, if it'd had a throat, I'd have throttled it, constantly reminding me to scan something or check out, because I was taking too long.. Got the #1 all the way back again. So handy!
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