Everyman Road Movies at KXFS

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Until Sun May 5 2013

Everyman Road Movies at KXFS © Jonathan Perugia

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Bos84

Nice idea but, unfortunately, that's all it was. After going to see the magnificent Paris Texas last night, I was left feeling hugely disappointed with the viewing experience. The Filling Station, as quirky a spot as it is, is no place for a film screening. The garage door walls gave you none of the joys of an outdoor screening. In fact, the cold and the noise were the only reminders that you were outside at all. The crashing of bottle bags and laughing of excitable diners at the restaurant behind the cinema often drowned out the tranquil film, and should have been considered by Everyman during their conception of Road Movies. You wouldn't put up with that noise in a cinema, you shouldn't have to after paying £17. The price tag and Everyman's nice marketing campaign led me to believe we'd be treated to something exceptional; an outdoor experience reminiscent of 50s Americana. Yet the incessant police sirens and the bitter cold - neither of which can be blamed directly on Everyman, to be fair - were constant reminders of our Kings Cross location. July would have been a more appropriate month for the event. Even hipsters get cold, you know... I only had myself to blame for paying £10 on bottle of (small) beer and lukewarm hotdog, but you'd think they might not provide another cause for complaint. The occasion did provide me with the opportunity to see Paris Texas on a large screen, for which I'm thankful. The beautiful framing and long close ups of Harry Dean Stanton's tortured face wouldn't have had the same impact on TV. It's just a shame that my overriding thoughts were of Everyman’s carelessness and that it left me craving the return of Stella Artois’ film festival in Victoria Park.