It’s generally accepted that minibreaks, especially those without boyfriends or girlfriends, are based around food. On the recommendation of a friend we visit Bacchus, under New Street station, where Ancient Greece and the Middle Ages are fused together by interior design, fish and chips.
Our evening’s entertainment is courtesy of the Psychedelic Speakeasy Psynema at their Outer Sight night. I’m pretty excited. Gimmicky horror from ‘poor man’s Hitchock’ William Castle, homemade cocktails and best of all, real life Illusion-O vision! Organisers Scott and Max made 100 sets of 3D glasses themselves, as well as the poster of William Castle that my friend begs to keep.
“We love 7inch cinema/Flatpack, but really like to see ourselves as the badly behaved, pubescent, wanna-be-punk-dyed-hair teenage sister of 7inch, flicking ‘v’s at ‘proper’ cinema.” They put on these sorts of nights regularly and their venue, the Edge, is lovely.
We’re here at 9pm, and the surprise midnight feature film isn’t for a while so there’s plenty of time to enjoy the trailers, clips and 1950s drive in snack-vertisements. Slightly too much time, actually. It’s freezing and the beer’s made us dozy. In the spirit of William Castle, we voted on whether to show the feature earlier. The motion was vetoed and a few sore losers now drift away. The film starts just as we’re giving up, ahem, the ghost. For all its silliness, 13 Ghosts it’s pretty scary and the 3D viewer with special Illusion-O throws you into this tale of a haunted house and mad scientist.
