Tonight the young Dr and I are going to the cinema* to see Rec, a film I know almost nothing about. Here is what I know about it:
- it’s Spanish
- it’s a horror film
- it’s one of those films that nobody quite knows how to write - I’ve seen it referred to in various places as Rec, [Rec] and [•Rec], because people just latch onto the type treatment from credits and posters and you end up with people referring to Seven as Se7en, which is presumably read as Sesevenen and… and… okay, calm down Daniel… just move on to the next bullet point…
- the Dr has read a good review of it somewhere.
There’s something great about seeing something with absolutely no preconceptions. It’s normally my own fault, given how many movie blogs I read, that I know too much about most films I see, so it’s refreshing to see something that has completely passed me by.
I recall seeing Fargo years ago, and all I knew about it beforehand was that there was snow in it and it was directed by two brothers (I was a late-comer to the whole Coen thing) - and it was one of the best cinema experiences I’ve ever had.
I’ll let you know what I make of Rec tomorrow. Fingers crossed.