Last week I found myself in NYC without a date for dinner. J is attending an amazing class at MOMA on Monday nights and I drive her in. While she is there I visit with friends, relatives or see a movie. If any of you are in town on Monday and want to meet up just let me know.
Now that the Academy Award rush of movie releases is over I found myself with slim pickins. A new movie, Quartet, was playing at the Angelika, one off my favorite movie theatres. You really feel like a New Yorker there as people congregate early and have a coffee, read the paper and catch up on cultural
things in NY while milling around in comfy chairs in the lobby. A voice, reminiscent of an airport announcer instructed us to line up for the showing of Quartet. There was no line.
I took the escalator downstairs to the theatres and stopped by the refreshment stand for popcorn, then into theatre 6 for the show. I was the first one there and for several minutes the only one. Two couples joined me and then a single guy. That was it! With 8 million stories in the Naked City, Quartet could only muster 6 of us to tell its story to.
The movie is about retired musicians who live together in a home for musicians. Just like Rooney and whomever 80 years ago, they were going to "give the best darn show they ever saw" as they try to save the home from closing. The director is quite flamboyant with skull caps and flowing robes. Surprise, surprise they pull it off!
Oh well no harm done and perhaps there can be a sequel with the newly retired pope but he'll have to give up his costume.
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