April 11th, 2018
For the last premiere currently 'on the books' as scheduled in London, and the fourth event in the past six days (after 'A Quiet Place', the 2018 Olivier Awards and Monday's 'The Guernsey Literary and.... etc' World Premiere) it was a pretty sizeable affair. However, I was fairly lucky to obtain a #9 wristband for the public pen of my choice - the one closest to the stage.
However, in the two hours from the pen loading to the premiere started, I was subjected to a deliberate invasion of space the likes of which is only possible in an environment where there are no consequences for assholish behaviour, and no avenue for public complaint. But hey, if you want to leave the EU so you can get control of your culture back two or three generations too late for it to make any difference, feel free to wallow in the pyrrhic victory
Here's how it went down.
The Several Faces of Dwayne Johnson
So... that was that. If I had to summarise the premiere, it would be "Terrible Experience, But Fantastic Angle". And I guess in theory that's all you need in photography, which is (I guess) why I do it : more experience, and +1 for the Archive of Premieres. I'm sure I'll laugh about it later....
Until next time!
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pps. If you're ever around me and dressed up as a gold- or silver-painted Charlie Chaplin street performer, and want anything from me in the future, feel free to f**k off...
ppps. If you're that woman who barged herself into the front row over the course of two hours of flirting with a gold-painted Charlie Chaplin - be advised if you ever show up at a premiere and try that sh*t around me again, I will make sure everyone - and I mean - EVERYONE around knows precisely what you're doing.
Peace and love, everybody.