This is not a popcorn movie
I forgot to mention that yesterday at TIFF, they showed a special short film instead of the commercials. A description:
The festival also paid tribute to the 10th anniversary of 9/11 by replacing the pre-screening commercials with a short film that offered a retrospective on how people felt after the attacks during TIFF 2001. Interviewees such as TIFF director Piers Handling, filmmakers Ingrid Veninger and Mira Nair, and critic Peter Howell all expressed how the tone and mood changed that day. Although screenings were reshuffled and the extravagant red carpets and press conferences were withheld that day, all involved observed how the choice to continue the festival that year offered hope, comfort, and refuge.
During this film, which featured shots of the smoldering Twin Towers and the horrors of that day, the woman behind me munched her popcorn, shaking the box to distribute the butter, and crunching away. I glared at her over my shoulder, but she was utterly oblivious. I hate that they started selling popcorn at special TIFF screenings (Shame was at the Princess of Wales Theatre, which is a stage theatre and not a movie house), and personally there are some movies that I would never eat through. (I vividly recall someone munching popcorn during the rape scene in Precious, which just baffles me.)
And I say this as a big popcorn fan! Loooove popcorn. But there are popcorn movies (Captain America springs to mind), and there are non-popcorn movies.
A 9/11 tribute showing on the 10th anniversary of the tragedy? Not a popcorn movie. At least not in my book. I dunno, maybe I'm weird, but there are moments for eating and moments to sit quietly and be respectful.
The festival also paid tribute to the 10th anniversary of 9/11 by replacing the pre-screening commercials with a short film that offered a retrospective on how people felt after the attacks during TIFF 2001. Interviewees such as TIFF director Piers Handling, filmmakers Ingrid Veninger and Mira Nair, and critic Peter Howell all expressed how the tone and mood changed that day. Although screenings were reshuffled and the extravagant red carpets and press conferences were withheld that day, all involved observed how the choice to continue the festival that year offered hope, comfort, and refuge.
During this film, which featured shots of the smoldering Twin Towers and the horrors of that day, the woman behind me munched her popcorn, shaking the box to distribute the butter, and crunching away. I glared at her over my shoulder, but she was utterly oblivious. I hate that they started selling popcorn at special TIFF screenings (Shame was at the Princess of Wales Theatre, which is a stage theatre and not a movie house), and personally there are some movies that I would never eat through. (I vividly recall someone munching popcorn during the rape scene in Precious, which just baffles me.)
And I say this as a big popcorn fan! Loooove popcorn. But there are popcorn movies (Captain America springs to mind), and there are non-popcorn movies.
A 9/11 tribute showing on the 10th anniversary of the tragedy? Not a popcorn movie. At least not in my book. I dunno, maybe I'm weird, but there are moments for eating and moments to sit quietly and be respectful.