Thursday, 24 June 2010

If Only You Could See What I've Seen With Your Eyes

It was Secret Cinema time again last weekend and it was truly, and literally, out of this world. At Canary Wharf we were herded onto off-world colony shuttles, that looked suspiciously like coaches, then disembarked amongst rows of cargo containers riddled with street urchins and hustlers. Many travellers were sporting umbrellas and goggles to fend off the acid rain as we entered the main complex to find meticulous recreations of street scenes and interiors from one of my favourite films of all time, Blade Runner. Along with the replicas of Deckard's apartment, Zhora's dressing room and Mr. Chew's eye factory the room buzzed with noodle stores and nightclubs, snake charmers and dancing girls. The Final Cut played to roars of appreciation and the rescue of Deckard by the replicant Batty was re-enacted by wire performers with a live dove chucked in to good effect. We hung around for a great party afterwards fuelled by vodka peach schnapps shots and Liz looked very fetching in Pris' eye makeup. That's the spirittttt!

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