July 17th, 2019.
When it’s announced that a premiere is confirmed at the Picturehouse Central cinema, my heart typically sinks. That’s because although occasionally diverting and sometimes unusual, a Picturehouse Central event typically involves standing outside the cinema in an alleyway while stars all but sprint 5 metres from a car drop-off point to the cinema entry, sometimes looking left, sometimes looking right, occasionally looking in neither direction and often not stopping or even slowing down.
But hey, this was a WORLD PREMIERE. Surely this would go a whole heap better… right? Well, here’s a seven** (**now eight) -photo journal entry…. make of that what you will.
The good news is, since I’m from Australia, I’m naturally not much of a fan of English cricket, so there was never a lot to miss if it all went either horribly wrong, or (meaning the same thing: ) “as expected”.
So that… was more or less that : a few cricketers did attend, but near as I can tell I’d have to have waited another hour to photograph them.
I doubt I’ll bother posting social media ‘arrows’ pointing at this journal, so if you’re reading this : congratulations - you’re reading something crappy, but it’s EXCLUSIVE and crappy, and you have to admit that that’s kind of special..
I’m going to go home now, and rethink my life. (Oh wait.. I’m already there, typing this. That was fast).
Until next time!