Screening room

Eric Hoyt

The lights come up. You rub your burning eyes. It’s the end of the third movie of the day, and you can hardly remember the previous two. There are no standouts.

You check your festival schedule — you have one more film to go today. You ponder escaping into the bright daylight, until remembering that it is now 9 p.m. and the sun is long gone. So you walk back into the theatre. You sit down. Flickering, the film hits the screen. By its end, your life has changed.