Moving on

At some point in time, someone got the idea that theater lovers around the world would watch recorded live plays in cinemas. That same person fought with enough passion for the idea to make it possible for me to spend an otherwise uninspiring Sunday afternoon in Copenhagen watching a beautiful production of Steinbeck’s Of Mice and Men, featuring James Franco and Chris O’Dowd. They were brilliant. I wept like a child; doesn’t take much these days, but still. After the show, I walked along the harbor to my apartment, grabbed a beer and deleted my Facebook account. That felt good.