LAST Cemetery Screening - Setpember 30th - Dawn of the Dead
 

DAWN OF THE DEAD
Directed By George Romero
Saturday Sept 30th 2006
Gates at 6:30 pm Film at 8:00 pm NEW TIME!!!
Hollywood Forever Cemetery
6000 Santa Monica Boulevard at Gower
No reservation necessary.
$10 Donation Tickets available at gate.
As a courtesy to other movie-goers: NO TALL CHAIRS

A blend of humor, thoughtful social commentary and nail-biting suspense, Romero’s masterpiece far surpasses the ordinary boundaries of the genre. As mysterious attacks plague a city, a small group of survivors escape in a helicopter and hide in an abandoned shopping mall. Hailed by theorists for its social insight and beloved by horror fans, Dawn is truly a unique vision which resonates to this day. Bring blankets, drinks and picnic dinner for this special screening below (and above) the stars.
DJs Zach Cowie + John Wyatt spin before and after the screening.

Ugh, I am so bummed I am double-booked that night. Grrrrrrrrrr! I so wanted to end the cemetary season with this perfect film.

Fine.


Oh, well, this is where I'll be. And, if I think of it as likely to be the last one ever (and not simply the obligation I have to out-of-town friends), it's the place I'd freely choose to be ...even above Dawn of the Dead at the cemetary - - and that's saying a LoT.

Oh wait, this is "Dawn", not "Night"? Hmm, the original NotLD would have been a lot more fun in a cemetery.

Yeah, for the first 10 minutes.

Then, and I don't know why it became such a cultish thing, the movie's a bore.


The sequel is, perhaps, the only sequel I know of that surpassed the original in quality to such a great extent.




Well, um, I live next door to a graveyard. Maybe I'll just watch the DVD with my front door open, and drink a bottle of wine to the point where I don't notice what a pisspoor excuse for a season-finale cemetery screening that would be.

Boxes. So...many...boxes. How can all of this crap have fit in our apartment?!?!

Crap expands exponentially as one approaches moving. It's a known law of the physical universe.

I think when a person looses something, it somehow gets transported into a moving box in motion somewhere else in the world.

This would explain a lot.....

But it would not explain this very peculiar derail (which is so derailified that I suspect GD posted his box lament here by mistake ... or perhaps he's posting random moving woes in various threads.)

The next morning is our move date. We'll be too knee deep in boxes not of the coffin variety to be going to the cemetery.

Oh, does that mean you're going to miss the Last Perfect Fireworks?

:(