It seems everything in Boston is automated now. I went to Fandango.com and ordered a ticket for The Bourne Identity. Then I walked over to the theatre and tuck my credit card in a kiosk in the lobby and out popped my ticket. 49.2 seconds.
Check-in procedure at my Boston hotel: insert credit card. Wait. Receive receipt and key card. Time from walking in the door to walking in the room: 37 seconds. Impressive.
I had avoided seeing the movie Frequency for a long time. Although I came close several times, both in theatres and standing in front of the DVD rack, there was always something in the back of my mind that associated the film with duds like The Rocketeer and Fearless.
Well, last night, with the free digital period on our Eastlink about to run out, I took the plunge.
I like smart movies with a tricky plot. I loved The Spanish Prisoner, for example. Frequency doesn’t quite rise to this level, but the premise — basically “son talks to dead father, 30 years in the past, used ham radio tricked out by northern lights” — was clever, and for something this far-fetched it was carried off well. I meant to watch for 10 minutes, then half an hour, and finally stayed up until 3:00 a.m. watching the entire thing.
My copy of Just In Tokyo arrived this week, and I’ve read it from cover to cover.
The book is a new travel guidelette from prolific web impresario Justin Hall. Written in much the same style as his web writings about Japan, Hall covers the basics of travel to Tokyo in a quick and entertaining fashion.
The book is more a incomplete practical précis of Tokyo from the perspective of what Hall calls an urban nomad. Which means that you learn about everything from where to find the good “capsule hotels” to how to deal with food that has the consistency “of snot” (one of Hall’s favourite food words).
If you have a passing interest in visiting Tokyo, or even just in understanding more about it through the eyes of someone younger, braver and more sexed than the usual travel writer, this would be a good place to start.
You’ve got to hand it to David Mackenzie. Not only has he taken on the thankless job of Executive Director of the Confederation Centre of the Arts, but he’s done so even though the Centre’s adjunct theatre building is called the David Mackenzie Building.
I first worked with David when I was on the Victoria Row board and David was at CADC, and found him to be an intelligent and effective organizer. He is in no small way responsible for getting Confederation Landing Park built, and Victoria Row renovated. And it looks like he’s managed the speedy and difficult task of getting the Centre renovated with the same efficiency.
Oliver and I attended the Centre’s Renovation Celebration yesterday, and the place looks fantastic.
So kudos to David (and his staff) for pulling this off.