After all that rain yesterday, we managed a day out. First Debbie and I went up to Bernardstrasse to say goodbye to the Quinns who are off to Venice. We are so jealous of them especially as they are staying in the very apartment which Debbie, Alo, Gordon and myself enjoyed back in 2006. Our only word of caution to them was to avoid the Negroni - something which Alo and Debbie conspiculously failed to do...
From Bernardstrasse, we Metro'd into Newcastle so I could pick up a new bag for my impending US trip. After this and yet more rampant consumerism (a pair of trainers no less), we ended up in the newly refurbished Tyneside Cinema.
We went to see The Visitor, directed by Thomas McCarthy whose previous movie, The Station Agent, we both absoultely loved.
Picking up on another set of apparently ill-matched individuals McCarthy subtly explores alienation and the human necessity to connect, something the uptight and bereaved college professor (thoughtfully portrayed by Richard Jenkins) seems unable to do.
The elements of chance which bring people together can also tear us apart and in doing so, Jenkins' character comes painfully to life. As with The Station Agent, sentimentality is avoided via taut performances from Jenkins (and particularly Hiam Abbass) who work expressive wonders with the sparse dialogue.