Last Tuesday I finally went to see 'Milk'. I had wanted to see it earlier, but it only played in the Castro Theatre for a week or two, and I missed it. Somehow it seems like the only place to see this movie, when you live in this city. So, as I sat on the 24 bus on my way home from the spa, I spotted that the Castro Theatre had decided by popular demand, to return it to the screen for two more weeks.
I took my friends Femke and the Experimental Jetset there for a real San Francisco experience, and it was absolutely wonderful. I had never been to this theater and it reminds me in a way of the Tuschinski, mainly for being so old. Tuschinski is much more in the style of the twenties, whereas the Castro is built in baroque style. As we sat down, an old man started playing the organ, while pictures of the old Castro days were being shown. It was a strange feeling, watching a movie while sitting in a theater which is in almost every shot. And by the end we were all in tears. I really feel that had this movie come out a few months earlier, we might have been able to stop Proposition 8. But it gives us hope for the future. Now let's hope Sean wins an Oscar for his role as Hervey Milk this next Sunday!
Here's a grainy picture of the old man playing:

Here is a great NY Times review for the film.