This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. As mentioned in a previous TMT entry from last year, I’ve come to realize my remembrances shouldn’t be limited to the distant past. So, for this record (and one upcoming in March), I hope to prove that the very best of movie memories are not over for the gen joneser chronicling it all. Somehow, they continue for this one lucky movie-goer, and father.
Doug MacRay: “I need your help. I can’t tell you what it is, you can never ask me about it later, and we’re gonna hurt some people.”
James Coughlin: “…Whose car are we gonna’ take?”
The Aero Theatre:
January 6, 2011: having become a parent relatively late in life (I was 41, just about the same age my father had me) is its own blessing and curse. You are simultaneously all the wiser and ready for a family, yet definitely more the creakier. My younger brother, he who had his first-born in the early 80s when he was 27, likes to point that detail out from time-to-time.
“What, you think you’re going to be tossing the football around with the grandkids from your wheelchair?”
Too funny that guy, eh? [grumble] Fortunately, I can still throw a baseball or whack a tennis ball for the time being with the young’uns, and the only thing it costs me is an Ibuprofen afterward. Plus, I’ve yet to pull muscle from the simple act of going to the movies with those same children, thank you very much. In any case, given that my oldest is in high school, and still likes to hang out with the old man in such ventures, I consider myself, even at this age, more than fortunate in this respect.
When it was released in September 2010, somehow I didn’t catch Ben Affleck’s second stint as director in The Town during its theatrical first run. By good fortune, the American Cinematheque organization in L.A., as part of pre-Oscar programming, showcased it again (along with Gone Baby Gone as part of a double-bill) at the Aero Theatre in Santa Monica. The bonus was the actor/writer/filmmaker would attend and discuss his films during intermission.
My son, who happens to go to school in the area, actually wanted to join me at the sold-out event that evening. The event was all the more special because he did. I don’t know how many more occasions remain for such activities with my kids, but I’ll take each as they come and be grateful. For when my first reminds me (as he did), “Remember the time we saw The Town at The Aero, dad?“, I know I’m charmed beyond belief. I believe a quote from another film applies: “Time is luck.“