Weekend doings.
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slemslempikeOn Thursday we went to see Julian Clary. He was very lovely, and he sang to us, which I enjoyed. He also did impressions of Paul O'Grady and entered on rollerskates. He made a young man from the audience come and take them off for him, and then became agitated because he was blocking the audience's view of him. In the second half he was dressed as a ringmaster, and did psychic stuff with two men from the audience, which was rather sweet.
On Friday I went to see Back to the Future II, which the Dukes were showing as part of their 80s thing. Tickets were £2, and it was very lovely. I think I've only ever seen II once before, so most of it awswas a loveyl surprise to see again. I liked "this time it's really really personal" for the Jaws film, and how neatly they used the 80s theme bar. I was less taken with being reminded how they attempted to mind-wipe Jennifer, then knocked her out and left her alone and unconscious in various places. But Michael J Fox playing his own daughter was very sweet. And it was in 2015, which is practically now, and I do not have a hoverboard.
On Saturday I went to Manchester to see![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
irrtum. I had found out that Urbis is closing at the end of the month (to become the National Football Museum) so we went there. I'd never been before, and I am kicking myself now because it was great. We saw two of their exhibits, one looking back at their best successes, and one about Manchester and television. In the best of there was a series of boxes glued together that you could stick your head in and look at different dioramas, and a show of youth manifestos (Rachel and I were rather dubious about some of them). The TV one was great, talking about Granada as acting in opposition to the BBC and widening the voices represented on TV, showing clips of programmes and news events.
Following some delicious pies in the Old Wellington Inn we walked down to the Contact Theatre to see A Night on the Tiles, about criminal masterminds playing Scrabble together. It was AWESOME, one of the best things I've seen recently, and probably ever. It all rhymed, but not as gratingly as The Misanthrope, and it was very, very funny, and very, very gory when people's eyes were gouged out (with a tile rack). The signs on the stairs warned for cigar smoke, gunshots and devonshire cream teas. You can see a youtube trailer for it here.
The game was played with all blank tiles, and sometimes there was video footage of the game with the actual words they had played. When they had to do scene changes they did dance numbers to move around. Basically everyone double-crossed everyone else and was slowly killed off (one by being force-fed a scone) until the security guards at the end run off together with the money, really sweetly. It's on until Saturday 13th, and if anyone in the area can get to it, they definitely should. There's a more coherent review here.
On Friday I went to see Back to the Future II, which the Dukes were showing as part of their 80s thing. Tickets were £2, and it was very lovely. I think I've only ever seen II once before, so most of it awswas a loveyl surprise to see again. I liked "this time it's really really personal" for the Jaws film, and how neatly they used the 80s theme bar. I was less taken with being reminded how they attempted to mind-wipe Jennifer, then knocked her out and left her alone and unconscious in various places. But Michael J Fox playing his own daughter was very sweet. And it was in 2015, which is practically now, and I do not have a hoverboard.
On Saturday I went to Manchester to see
irrtum. I had found out that Urbis is closing at the end of the month (to become the National Football Museum) so we went there. I'd never been before, and I am kicking myself now because it was great. We saw two of their exhibits, one looking back at their best successes, and one about Manchester and television. In the best of there was a series of boxes glued together that you could stick your head in and look at different dioramas, and a show of youth manifestos (Rachel and I were rather dubious about some of them). The TV one was great, talking about Granada as acting in opposition to the BBC and widening the voices represented on TV, showing clips of programmes and news events.Following some delicious pies in the Old Wellington Inn we walked down to the Contact Theatre to see A Night on the Tiles, about criminal masterminds playing Scrabble together. It was AWESOME, one of the best things I've seen recently, and probably ever. It all rhymed, but not as gratingly as The Misanthrope, and it was very, very funny, and very, very gory when people's eyes were gouged out (with a tile rack). The signs on the stairs warned for cigar smoke, gunshots and devonshire cream teas. You can see a youtube trailer for it here.
The game was played with all blank tiles, and sometimes there was video footage of the game with the actual words they had played. When they had to do scene changes they did dance numbers to move around. Basically everyone double-crossed everyone else and was slowly killed off (one by being force-fed a scone) until the security guards at the end run off together with the money, really sweetly. It's on until Saturday 13th, and if anyone in the area can get to it, they definitely should. There's a more coherent review here.
