The nicest thing someone's ever done for me
In amongst all the tales of bitterness and poo, we occasionally get fluffy stories that bring a small tear to our internet-jaded eyes.
In celebration of this, what is the nicest thing someone's done for you? Whether you thoroughly deserved it or it came out of the blue, tell us of heartwarming, selfless acts by others.
Failing that, what nice things have you done for other people, whether they liked it or not?
( , Thu 2 Oct 2008, 16:14)
In amongst all the tales of bitterness and poo, we occasionally get fluffy stories that bring a small tear to our internet-jaded eyes.
In celebration of this, what is the nicest thing someone's done for you? Whether you thoroughly deserved it or it came out of the blue, tell us of heartwarming, selfless acts by others.
Failing that, what nice things have you done for other people, whether they liked it or not?
( , Thu 2 Oct 2008, 16:14)
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Cinema
I grew up in small town, lacking in amenities. Except for a lovely old cinema. As with many provincial filmhouses, we got films months after they had been on general release. Before every public showing, the projectionist always held a private viewing for the local priest who demanded various scenes be edited if they offended his rather mild sensibilities. He took out all the good stuff - mainly when they showed people touching in any way.
The cinema guy - Alf, became a good friend to me and let me watch films from the booth.
Years later I ended up in the film industry and I heard that Alf had died, and the cinema with him. He left me a single film cannister. I watched it a few days later in one of our studios screening rooms.
He had put together a film consisting of all the censored parts of the films the priest had demanded be cut out all those years ago. It was a stunning and moving montage of all the greatest movie kisses from the 1940's onwards and it made me cry my eyes out.
( , Fri 3 Oct 2008, 10:00, 7 replies)
I grew up in small town, lacking in amenities. Except for a lovely old cinema. As with many provincial filmhouses, we got films months after they had been on general release. Before every public showing, the projectionist always held a private viewing for the local priest who demanded various scenes be edited if they offended his rather mild sensibilities. He took out all the good stuff - mainly when they showed people touching in any way.
The cinema guy - Alf, became a good friend to me and let me watch films from the booth.
Years later I ended up in the film industry and I heard that Alf had died, and the cinema with him. He left me a single film cannister. I watched it a few days later in one of our studios screening rooms.
He had put together a film consisting of all the censored parts of the films the priest had demanded be cut out all those years ago. It was a stunning and moving montage of all the greatest movie kisses from the 1940's onwards and it made me cry my eyes out.
( , Fri 3 Oct 2008, 10:00, 7 replies)
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*click*
I wonder how many people make the connection with this one...
( , Fri 3 Oct 2008, 11:03, closed)
*click*
I wonder how many people make the connection with this one...
( , Fri 3 Oct 2008, 11:03, closed)
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