No snow in Helsinki’s central park (late March).
After riding on my old, clunky mountain bike for several months with winter tires, I switched back to my summer bicycle and boy does it feel like I’m gliding over the streets again! Feels amazing. I only wish for more rain to wash the street dust away, my eyes can’t really take it.
Indoors, in addition to my video gaming pause (now five weeks running), I’ve also taken conscious pause from YouTube, only to wander off to other less explored streaming services like Arte.tv.
I’ve watched some interesting documentaries, so now I have a little better understanding of why fake news is a profitable business and how the private companies are inhabiting earth’s orbit with their Internet satellites at a worrying pace. I should find myself an entertaining sitcom to balance my viewing diet.
Sunday morning movie
Speaking of entertainment, rarely do I set my alarm clock to ring on a Sunday morning before seven o’clock, but I noticed the Night Visions movie festival had an interesting screening at 8am as part of their weekend movie marathon.
Onsen Shark was bad in a good way, even if it couldn’t quite hold its ground its full length.
So I headed for Cinema Orion in the morning and was pleasantly surprised to see there were a decent amount of moviegoers inside, some of them soldiering through the night of screenings.
The movie itself was silly as expected and took no shame of its low budget special effects, but maybe the most memorable moment came during a silent moment of the film and hearing steady snoring sounds around the theatre. How valiantly they fought before giving into their sleep deprivation.
Later on the same day I went to Kino Regina to see Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, which didn’t turn out to be as good as I expected. Some witty dialog, very thin on the plot. But now I’ve seen it from start to end.
Finnish poster of the classic western film.
As readers might notice, the photos of the movie posters are rather unclear. The crack in my mobile phone’s camera lens has gotten worse and my interest in taking photos has dropped dramatically (the forest photo is taken with my work phone, which I rarely carry with me).
Then again, maybe it has made me think about capturing moments less and freed me from wondering what to do with lots of pointless photos filling my storage in the future? I guess that will become a counter-trend some day too.