My friend and I saw the movie "Woman in Gold". It reminded me of the art documentary called "Portrait of Wally", but with a better ending. It peaked my interest because there were, as with most screenplays, some interesting information left out. Klimt himself is an interesting subject. I felt the need to watch the Klimt documentary (The Great Artists: The Post-Impressionists: Klimt) again to make sure I was remembering the information correctly. Anyway, it was nice to be in front of the big screen for a change. I could have done without all the commercials. Really? I'm paying to see commercials. They should pay me to watch them. This is how I picture it: While trying to remove the straw from its paper and juggling my popcorn, napkins, and diet coke (which are so large they could choke a horse...just in case I want a refill) I approach the ticket area. Instead of pointing me in the direction of my theater the young man says "Would you care to see the commercials?" I reply, "Why yes, it's my favorite part!" He tears my ticket stub in half and hands me five dollars. I enter the theater to the left. Sit down. Enjoy my drink, and do not feel a trace of resentment for the next 25 minutes. Ah well, one can dream. Back to my brushes.
"Science is the great antidote to the poison of enthusiasm and superstition." - Adam Smith
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