May 27th, 2005 - 10:40 am
» belief
Yesterday I waffled, wondering if it was worth the drive through the interminable 494 construction, worth the uncertain wait at the theater, worth the potential disappointment. In the end hope won out. Hope and Jo, and knowing that going down there just to have dinner and hang out for a bit would be enough, even if we couldn’t get in to see the movie.
I have this pretty little bracelet my sister gave me ages ago, black cord with two little amber beads, a slim charm — one side stamped with a dragon, one a phoenix — and a tiny brass-colored bell, which is meant to grant wishes each time it rings. I thought a bit of good luck wouldn’t go amiss, so I wore it.
After a leisurely dinner at Maggiano’s (farfalle with asparagus, spinach, and sundried tomatoes followed by berry sorbet, punctuated charmingly by visits from Chad, who was working), we headed down to the theater. After a minute of standing uncertainly and staring at the line and whispering furtively about just how to go about procuring extra tickets, we decided to just ask. So I walked up to the last segment of the line and asked no one in particular if Excuse me, but did anyone have extra tickets?
‘I have one,’ said a seated woman. And I sort of looked at her, thinking she’d probably misheard me, or I’d misheard her, or something. She was engrossed in a pair of knitting needles and a slim pretty thread of mottled blue yarn, something complicated and delicate going on between all that and her careful fingers. I babbled a little, and said we were going to see if we could find another, and could we — I didn’t want to say put it on hold or anything, but it’s what I meant.
Anyhow, we stepped a few yards further up the line, and since it’d been so successful the first time, I tried my question again. And a pretty blonde girl said We have one. They’d come down from Winnipeg, and their third traveling companion had woken up feeling ill, and not at all up for the seven hour drive.
And this is how Jo and I came to see the special advanced screening of Serenity.
I won’t say anything further about the movie, except it was wonderful and I can’t wait to see it again, and I am ecstatic that I will get to show Firefly to Jo this summer (and so watch it again myself). And that Ron Glass (Book) turned up at the screening, and he was gracious and warm and laid-back, and intimated that there might be more in the future.
So today I’m motoring about on five hours of sleep, feeling quietly joyful about life, and luck, and believing.
Kim said: May 27th, 2005 at 2:26 pm
Luuuuucky.
I don’t know if there’ll be another L.A. screening that I’ll get to see, or if I’ll be waiting for the actual release, but when I do see it, we’ll have to chat it up.
And btw, people always have extra tickets. This I have learned from liningup.net. ;D
rachel! said: May 27th, 2005 at 3:47 pm
Mr. Glass made an offhand remark that Universal was thinking of doing more screenings; the way he said it makes me believe quite strongly that there will be more. I don’t know that they’ll be in L.A. necessarily, but between L.A., San Diego, and San Fran, I’d say you have a really good shot of getting one in your neck of the woods. (I count SF as your neck ’cause I know Bryce would really like to see it as well.)
I’m still sort of in disbelief that I got in to see it. Or possibly that’s the sleep deprivation keeping me from processing. I finally quit procrastinating on ordering the dvd set, though. Firefly, round 2, here I come!
Kim said: May 27th, 2005 at 5:39 pm
Oh, I know they’re doing more screenings. They’ve been doing them in L.A. for quite awhile, in fact. Sometimes they make it obvious it’s for Serenity, sometimes not. For instance, Val got to see it for the second time because she had a friend who knew it was going to be Serenity through his work (or, at least, I think that’s what she told me) even though it’d only been advertised as “a science fiction” movie.
Katie said: May 28th, 2005 at 12:53 am
Congrats, sugar! I’m so glad you got to go see it! Even without a shirt.
Er.. a Firefly shirt. ;-)