This rant will likely be of interest only to those of you who frequent festivals or are fortunate enough to be able to attend repertory film showings with any regularity. If you do fall into either of those categories, on the other hand, you'll almost certainly be able to sympathize.

I've been spending a lot of time at the Philadelphia Film Festival this week. Earlier today I went, with some excitement, to see a well-reviewed French action film called In the Arms of My Enemy. Imagine my disappointment when, upon arrival, I discovered that they did not in fact have a print of the film. Instead, they would be showing it to us from a DVD, which would be projected onto the screen.
categories Movies, Cinematical