Cinema doesn't get more comfy than this.
In the usual weekly bid to escape the dreaded Sunday feeling, we took ourselves off to the new Aubin and Wills cinema in Redchurch Street to see The Illusionist. It's along the lines of the Electric Cinema in Portobello, but less of the leather and more of the living room. Comfy couches, cushions, foot rests, even blankets for the knees. Nice. I can personally recommend seat A5, front row, dead centre. Basically, you're in the movie yourself. And of course, as in every good living room, there are wine coolers beside every chair.
Which of course makes you buy a bottle of wine. Rose in our case (rosay, not sure how to make an accent). The toilets are like something out of a horror movie, but apart from that, Aubin and Wills is now firmly added to our cinemas of choice list. Along with the Rio, the Electric and that amazing massive cinema in Chelsea that I think is a Curzon. Oh and that Cineroleum thing that I need to go to while it's there.
Yes and the film was great too. An artpiece more than anything, so beautiful. And sad. But mainly beautiful.
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