On a sunny Sunday afternoon I was sitting here, in Theater One,waiting to see Ari Folman’s animated documentary of the horrors of the 1982 Israeli war with Lebanon, Waltz with Bashir.
Make no mistake, this is not an easy film to watch, even without human actors. And how timely, as elections are about to be held in Israel today with many Israelis are wondering if there will ever be an end to war. According to recent polls, 36% of young people will not be voting, turning away from the very institutions that took so much courage to create.
Ironically, Tuvia and I settled for a lot less on Friday night. He’s Just not that Into You won the weekend box office coming primarily from the very sex presented in the most superficial light. At the 4:00 performance we were surrounded by groups of women of all ages. Some even applauded at the end of the film at the contrived “happy Hollywood ending”. Tuvia and I left annoyed with ourselves, really it was my fault. I was hoping for a bit more. I wonder how many other women left angry?
Once I was out there in the meat market of life and felt the same frustration that some of the characters felt, but I hope I had more dignity than the women on the screen. Ugh, I’m getting angry.
And then there was Waltz with Bashir and we were both back feeling that great movies are still out there to choose from and grateful for the places where they will be shown.
I don’t think you would ever see He’s Just not that Into You at the Jacob Burns Film Center.
I am a proud supporter and when I leave a mall theater, feeling taken, I’m ready to send even a larger donation to Burns to safeguard my movie haven.
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