So like I said, we had dinner out on our second Saturday at TIFF, at Acadia. It’s Southern cooking (like the Acadians who drifted down to Louisiana, Acadian Driftwood) with local ingredients in Little Italy/Portugal in Toronto – so a fusion restaurant for sure. Acadia is not reviewed too well on UrbanSpoon, but it Yelps well. We liked it. I had a cocktail they called “Battle of New Orleans” – a bit like a Sazerac, but no absinthe. They had the extra large ice cubes for it, that are supposed to not water down your drink too much – and it was strong, and tasty.
We got some cornbread that came with pork butter, and Mark had the crab and corn bisque, that came with froth. I had the clam bake, and Mark had trout. We got the roasted carrots, though I would’ve preferred Collard greens. We went home happy.
Sunday morning we got up and secured tickets to Enough Said (already in commercial release in NYC).
We went back to the Senator for breakfast – I got the farmhouse omelette and Marks had the banana pancakes and we split everything. Just as good as the first time.
Our first film was another good one in the cruddy Scotia Bank muliplex – Antboy, based on a series of books by Kenneth Bøgh Andersen, illustrated by Erik Petri.
Movie #2 was the first one of TIFF where there was a moment when I said to myself, “please be over”. Under the Skin, Scarlett Johanssen as some kind of alien vampire creature that lures men into cars with her, and then absorbs them by walking over a shiny surface, water? oil? jello? – they sink, she goes on. Very little dialogue and made no sense at all. At the end, her human skin starts peeling off to reveal a black alien underneath. A lumberjack sets her on fire, and then there’s a scene of snowflakes – you can see them hitting the camera lens – that’s when I prayed for it to be over, and it was.
We went back to the apartment and ate ice cream and packed and Mark watched football, and I did work and school work, and then we headed out for Enough Said, with a quick stop at Starbucks. I’m really glad we got the tickets. Enough Said was romantic comedy and light and funny, but absolutely spot on the way we live. Took away all the bad taste of Under the Skin.
We surpassed last year by two – 19 films last year, 21 this year. And it was so much easier to get back into the US with my passport.
All TIFF ticket stubs, on Sunday night
