The best laid plans – well maybe my plans weren’t laid that well. As I mentioned, I set up a theater party for about a dozen friends to see the opening of Ocean’s 8 here in my small town today.
I ignored the fact that the start time was never listed on the website, although Las Estafadoras ( the Scammers) was listed in both local theaters as coming attractions. But, because the times and films here are often screwed up, I didn’t pay much attention and I thought I’d confirmed with the manager that the film was opening today. Well – I was wrong. No Ocean’s 8 Lakeside, Mx. today, or this week – or maybe not even in June.
I was so crushed, deflated, disgusted. I was close to tears. First I had to notify everyone the date was off ( while I was watching a tennis favorite, Juan Martin del Potro get his ass kicked in the semi finals of The French Open) and minister to Mulligan, my cat, who came home with a wound after losing another fight. Then I decided, I wasn’t giving up. No one wanted to drive to a theater that was showing the film in English, so, though the theater party is a whole lot smaller, a couple of friends and I ( and a hired driver) are going Sunday to a movie theater an hour away outside Guadalajara. (And I’m going to miss most of the Men’s final of the French Open to boot)
Two more days of staying away from fan reviews. Two more days of chomping at the bit, but I figured, if I could fly to NYC from Mexico for a two day trip to see Pilgrimage, I ought to be able to manage an hour’s trip to a mall.