Unbelievable but true, I made it to Venice. This year, the challenge was not so much the emptiness of our venetian cocoon upon arrival, but leaving Brussels to start with. The denial phase lasted until Monday evening (with a flight foreseen on Tuesday morning, quite timely). The guilt of leaving my old ones behind (in not such a good shape, to say the least) was quite hard to fight back. But, as everyone around pushed for me to go and finally get a break from everything, I ended up in that plane on Tuesday morning with the only thought in my head being “fuck, I am actually going to Venice”.
And the good thing about going back to a city that, by now, really feels like home is that you are done with that urge to visit and see everything from day 1. My day 1 actually entailed a visit to the supermarket, a 2h afternoon siesta (hell, I actually WAS really tired) and a random encounter and chat with our friend Nelson on our fondamenta. That’s about it.
Good that the Mostra started a day after my arrival, because I am not sure that I would have been physically able to drag myself to the Lido right on the first evening. The fact that the opening movie was a Tim Burton one would have actually played against such a courageous shift.
I know that many people won’t agree with me as it is very personal but I am definitely not a Tim Burton girl. In general, I am not a fantasy movie watcher. I don’t need a movie to take me away from my reality, I need it to make me (re)think about it. I guess that, that is how I was raised (I mean, I was taken to see Forman’s “Amadeus” when I was 5 years old after all – quite inappropriate but definitely striking) and it is very hard to change it by now.
So the opinion of a non amateur after the screening is the following: I would definitely not pay for a movie ticket to watch it in the cinema but I surprisingly had some fun. As always with a Tim Burton movie it is visually stunning, extremely weird, relatively funny and, in this specific case, just kind and naive. This is about everything I can say about it. I did not see the first “Beetlejuice”, hence I have nothing to compare it to. But it was definitely not boring to watch and reasonably long. So a good starting point for the next 10 days of my movie marathon.
Klara's cinema 