I'm seriously considering never going to the cinema in Bermuda again.
On Friday evening we went to see Sex and the City at the Liberty Theatre. There wasn't much of a plot, the dialogue wasn't as sharp as it could have been, and I have no idea why the writers felt the need to give Carrie an assistant rather than having one of the other women fill that role. But as a fan of the series, none of these things bothered me too much, and I just enjoyed the opportunity to spend more time with the characters.
Alas, I missed the beginning of the movie (and the trailers that proceeded it) because it turns out that the folks at Liberty Theatre are just as inept as those at the Little Theatre. The picture was alternately stretched and squashed, sometimes spilling into the area above or below the screen, sometimes cut off. At one point they stopped the movie (to jeers and sarcastic cheers from the audience), but when it resumed the problem still wasn't fixed. It wasn't until five minutes into the movie that something approaching a stable image finally settled on the screen. Even then, however, it didn't look right, with black bars down the sides and the edges of the picture fading to black rather than being clearly delineated. The picture was occasionally juddery, and at one point the colour balance kept popping between warm and cool tones.
It's times like this when I wish I was still living in London.
