![]() Maybe I love The Red Balloon because it was shot in 1950s Paris, or because of its gray/blue atmosphere, or because it’s short - 37 minutes to be exact. In retrospect, I believe that in a way this film informed my choice to be a teacher - and eventually a film editor inspired to work on films and television for children. I was transported to another world and another time through the eyes of a young boy. ![]() The charming images of a boy and his red balloon following him all over Paris were so powerful that it went straight to my soul and affected me deeply. It was preceded by a short, Le Ballon Rouge ( The Red Balloon). One night, I went with friends to see François Truffaut’s Jules and Jim. There, I saw films that opened my eyes to a different kind of filmmaking - Luis Buñuel, Salvador Dali and surf movies. I was lucky to catch its final years comfortable couches, free coffee, classical music and, in the back, a door that led to the small, 200-seat theatre. ![]() It was a magical place attached to the wonderful, counter-cultural Mithras Bookstore. There was a time, in the 1980s in San Diego, when there weren’t any theatres that showed foreign, independent or avant-garde films except for one place: the Unicorn Theatre. ![]()
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