The only thing I love more than the Arclight is a good story about the Arclight, and Kathy’s post about going to see The Prestige is right up there with the best of them.
Chad and I got up from our seats in the Arclight Theater and headed toward the concession area. That’s when it happened. A light hand on my shoulder and a familiar voice,”You look like intelligent people. Can you explain the ending to me?”
We both turn and cast eyes upon Richard Simmons, looking more frail then usual but unmistakable. Without skipping a beat we launch into a explaination of the complicated mechanics of The Prestige’s ending. He nods a lot, smiling, “Ohhhhh… wow… I would never have gotten that. Thank you!”