Seven days after Hurricane Sandy, I was getting used to life in a medieval dungeon: no light, little food, cold water.
Worse were the lonely nights of interminable darkness. You can only pray so long. I don’t know how cloistered monks manage, engulfed in inky blackness during hours of sleeplessness. Candles and flashlights don’t offer much relief. Mostly, you’re staring into the abyss…and it’s boring.
Suddenly, I had a revelation – Movie Theater! If I have enough gas, I could get to one, assuming it’s functioning. Driving to the Fantasy Theater in Rockville Centre, a village alight with its own electricity, independent of beleaguered LIPA. I found this Movie Mecca not only operational, but offering a Tuesday night discount price of $6.00.
Added bonus: the film was a excellent.
“Flight” stars Denzel Washington as a drug addicted, alcoholic super pilot, who saves more than a hundred passengers by flying a disabled commercial plane upside down. Crazy, improbable, but well made enough to take me away from my misery for two hours and fifteen minutes. I can see why movies did so well during the Great Depression.
Directed by Robert Zemeckis (“Forrest Gump”) after 12 years of doing motion-capture movies, “Flight” offers acting by Washington as great as the effects in the nail-biting plane disaster sequence. Later, his character Whip Whitaker’s tail-spin into the depths of alcoholism was a further respite from my Sandy despair.
John Goodman is also effective in his political incorrectness, playing a funky drug dealer who is the surprise savior of Whip’s plane crash investigation.
Fleeing to “Flight” and the warm haven of the Fantasy Theater was the one bright spot of my hurricane ordeal which, like the best movies, had a happy ending.
On arriving home, the lights were on.