Tomorrow...

...could easily be my last day as a projectionist, as my theatre, the Draken, has its last scheduled commercial screening. It's at 7 p.m., and it's a Swedish classic by Bo Widerberg; it's old, it's black-and-white, and it's boring, and for the life or me, I can't recall its title.

See, the Swedish Film Institute is moving its Cinemateket film classics screenings to the Capitol theatre after eleven years with me and Draken doing their dirty work, and there's very little I can say about the whole affair without losing the PG rating of this blog.

All of this has come about on a very short notice; a day or two before my theatre's 50th birthday on April 26, I was still confident that the Draken still had many years left in public service. It was only on the day before the anniversary that I first heard about their plans, and this was an accident. I wasn't meant to know. Nobody was.

Anyway, if you want to complain, the contact information is easily found at the Swedish Film Institute's home on the Internet. There are laws against me publishing phone numbers here, apparently.

I suppose all this gives me more time to write.