I have the face of a sixteen year old girl. At least that is what the (much younger) ticket seller at Loews seemed to believe, as he asked for identification before selling me two passes to Zach and Miri Make a Porno. J laughed while I showed my driver's license and paid for the tickets. And he continued giggling all the way into the theater.
On a side note, I have to share how much I love how Spielberg begins the opening scenes of Schindler's List. From the Germans collecting the names of Jewish citizens, to Oskar Schindler collecting names of SS officers in the club, the transition between drinking songs to the music and marching of war. The entire tone of the movie, the study of contrasts between poverty and decadence, the banality of evil, the increasing tension, all of these things and more are why I love this movie so very much.
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