February 11th, 2015.
So the deal is, I'm good at what I do as long as "what I do" is defined as physically be able to leave the office after work and get myself down to a premiere, and wait for hours in the blistering cold.
But what's never happened until today is a situation where I didn't know about a premiere until I actually got into town. (Fortunately, I always bring my camera with me.... but unfortunately in this case the lens attached to it was a wide-angle zoom used mainly for wideangle archicture and panoramas...), and I had the Pentax K3... all the megapixels you could ever want, attached to the world's worst autofocus for a premiere.
Ironically... the movie in question was called "Focus". Here's how it went down:
So... that was rather random. It's not how I would have chosen to have photographed a premiere, or an amount of time I would have wanted to stand outside (even by the standards of Sunday's Baftas). And it's also another entry for The Archive of Movie Premieres
There are two premieres next week and I'll try to get to those... and ... uh... yeah. Maybe I'll go to Fifty Shades of Grey tomorrow. If I'm not assaulted by a thousand swooning 40-year old women who have camped out overnight, that is.
Until next time!