Back to the Movie Theaters: Lynn Sees "Gunda"
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By Lynn Lee
a sad strip mall interior for happy experiences
Until yesterday, the last movie I saw in a theater was Emma – on March 7, 2020, just before the reality of COVID-19 descended on me and most people I knew. If you’d told me that the next time I’d be in a movie theater would be nearly 14 months later, in a tiny, crappy arthouse joint in a suburban Virginia strip mall, and that the movie would be an idiosyncratic black-and-white documentary about a brood sow, I probably wouldn’t have believed you. And yet that is exactly where I found myself Sunday afternoon.
It wasn’t the return to moviegoing I’d envisioned since my husband and I got our second Pfizer dose in early April...
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