Velvet.
Of course, they were velvet.
That electric silence when they started to part.
It was glorious.
The curtains beckoned us to other worlds.
We were grateful and eager and we walked through.
We, the audience, an intrepid newborn community of explorers and optimists.
Rarely though, did the film deliver on the curtain’s promise,
And afterward,
we talked of other things as we filed out to O’Connell Street.
