I awoke last Friday morning to a delightful email from WestJet Sue, which essentially read: ‘I’ll flying out (sic: from Vancouver) this morning and will be in Toronto at 3:00pm … whatcha up to?’
Sue knows, I’d stop heaven and earth to spend any amount of time with her! … So Friday night saw G and I meeting up with a Hitler-looking Cousin Richard at the new Boston Pizza at Yonge/Eglinton. Yes, you read that right – Hitler-looking … a short story involving prostrate cancer and a fundraiser for another time.
WestJet Sue met up with us there and we chowed down on a Thai and Rustic Italian pizza. Cousin Richard noted that Boston Pizza is actually an Edmonton invention and he remembers eating there as a wee lad. I’ll give a couple of thumbs up to their dry ribs and bbq sauce but still prefer Chicos pizza to any in the city when it comes to the fastie-foodie variety.
Saturday night I cocooned at home and watched a couple flicks. Seems eons since I last watched a movie or two.
Canadian Rob Stewart directed this engaging documentary that reveals some truths about sharks which you may not have known. The key one being they are crucial to life in the oceans and – by extension – to ourselves. The underwear filming is just stunning and the made-for-tv sudden onset of Stewart’s flesh eating disease aside, does explore the brutal overfishing of sharks (for their fins) that is currently taking place in two of the worlds most noted eco-friendly destinations – Ecuador and Costa Rica. If you’re looking for a balanced view of this crisis, look elsewhere. Sharkwater is decidedly one-sided, right down to finding the dumbest, most challenged english-as-a-second language speaking proponent of ‘fining’ on earth. And while the film also serves as a 90-minute advertisement for the (very) radical Sea Shepherd Conservation Society, it will make you look at consuming any “sharkfin soup” in Chinese restaurants with real concern forevermore. My rating 7 out of 10.
Just a Question of Love (aka Juste une question d’amour)
Christian Faure adapted (and then directed) the original story by Annick Larboulette about a closeted gay lad who finds himself and love while at agricultural school in France. The film was originally shown in 2000 on France 2, a publically-funded television station, and despite its theme, received but three complaint letters and stole some 28% of the market share the night it was shown. A great testament in a coutnry still struggling with homophobia. Cyrille Thouvenin stars as Laurent, the gay lad in question; Stephan Guerin-Tille plays his love interest, Cedric. What makes this film work where so many other gay films fail is the substance of the story and the performances. You believe these characters wholly. The supporting cast, especially Emma, the token yet endearing ‘fag hag’ (played by Eva Darlan), are superb. Films like Juste une question d’amour go far to illustrate the true feeling of gay lads coming out, parents struggling with the revelation, and the indisputable fact that love is love despite the bias society tends to place on guys loving guys. Well worth a watch. In French with English subtitles. My rating 8 out of 10.