We walked up to Chelsea, bought some tickets, and sat down at a bar nearby, waiting for midnight to come. The bar we went to was quite crazy as well. It was called Trailer Park Lounge. The whole place was filled with knick-knacks and trinkets, mostly things from the 50's and 60's. I don't think I've ever seen that many Elvis-items, stuck in the same place. But even though the whole place was a mess, there was a certain charm to it. The drinks, though, were not too god. I do not understand why the Americans always has to mix such strong drinks, and then put ton of tequila in them! Tequila is the worst thing in the entire universe, after spiders and rapists.
Suddenly the time had come, and we went back to the cinema. A large group of college-students had dressed up for the occasion. Dressed down might be a better therm, 'cause they were mostly dressed as transvestites or prostitutes. Many were walking around in their bare underwear.
Prior to the show, the organizers played the song from the movie. Most of the audience walked up to the screen, and started dancing. Real close. In underwear. As the shy and respectable Norwegians we are, we decided to just sit in our chairs and watch the whole thing. Which was just as awkward.
Finally, the movie started. Prior to the movie we were supposed to read a script, telling us how to react at certain scenes. That included mostly answering to the dialogue, dancing along with certain song, throwing certain things at the screen, etc. And to make it even more of a active experience, there were actors, re-constructing the whole movie. As if that was not bizarre enough, the movie itself was simply freakish and made absolutely no sense at all.
The whole show was one of the weirdest things I have ever seen. If you have the possibility to, you really should go there some day and see for yourself.
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