IFC center? Where the heck is that? I have never heard of it. In similar fashion, I barely watch the IFC channel; I only watch it when Pulp Fiction or City of God is playing. But, thank female Jesus for Google and Hop Stop.
I ended up getting there nine minutes late because I took the uptown F train rather than the downtown one; I knew that was going to happen. Still, I didn’t help by stopping to buy popcorn since I knew it was going to be a while before I could eat, and I was starving since all I had eaten that day was a few altoids.
“It was an accident,” said Jacob, a main character from Tanel Toom’s short film, The Confession. I thought I made an accident because walking into the auditorium, I thought I was in an unpopular senior center; it was quiet, nobody in my age group was there and a short film was playing. All that was missing was some bingo and jello.
While watching the flicks, I could hear every single corner of the popcorn kernel crunching in my mouth; hearing that really messed with my bus of thought as I tried to take notes, using my iPod as a source of light. The other three people just sat and watched in silence while eating prunes.
I have to agree with you on the age group. It is not a hang out spot for twenty-somethings. The popcorn was really good, although like you I could hear the loud chewing inside my head.
I must admit that I too was quite surprised over the age group a IFC… But I’d say thumbs up for everyone who goes to a independent movie theater!