La Geode

We've been waiting for the IMAX film, "To The Arctic" (Arctique in French) to come to Paris.  Ted's company produced the film and he is very proud of it.

It finally appeared in the "nouveau films" section of Pariscope this week.  It is only in one IMAX theatre in Paris and in fact, there is only one IMAX theatre in Paris.  Off we went, map in hand, as we had never been to the 19th arrondisement. 

La Geode is part of the Parc de la Villette, on the outskirts of Paris.  When we got off the metro, we thought we'd landed in a different country, at least a different city.  Huge piles of trash, vendors selling rotten looking grilled corn, obvious drug addicts were everywhere.  A few other indolent looking people, many wearing plastic sandals were hanging out.  We hoped to get into the theatre quickly. 

Up and down the street we went, looking for the address.  We asked 4 different people, no one seemed to know.  We didn't think that the Geode theatre was the same thing as that huge silver ball in the distance called the Geode.  We thought it was part of some science experiment. 

Eventually we found two security guards.  They didn't want to talk to us, help us.  They were too busy enjoying their afternoon ice cream sitting on a bench in the shade.  We persisted.  One guy finally told us that our geode (the theatre) and that silver ball in the distance were one and the same.  Now, how do we get there?  The entire area was fenced off, under construction.  I was glad it wasn't dark.  

We hiked it out, had to go up and down lots of stairs, the place seemed deserted.  We went in.

No line at the ticket counter.  We'd been walking around the rundown, scary neighborhood for 45 minutes and the movie was scheduled to start in about 5 minutes.  We bought the tickets and they told us to get in a line which we saw in the distance in the dark.  A Disneyland-esque line emerged.   There were about 100 people in the line.  Finally they let us in.  We followed the others through a hallway, up an escalator, more stairs into a room that was dark with no handrails and a large drop on one side.  There was a woman standing there to make sure we didn't take a wrong turn.

Up a steep set of stairs with no handrail.   Really, really steep. Being afraid of heights, I made us sit in the first reasonable set of seats, not too far up. 

The lights dimmed more and blasts of light and sound came from everywhere.  I wished I had a seat belt, my entire brain was on fire trying to figure out which end was up.  Somehow the laws of gravity worked in my favor and I stayed in my seat.  The real movie, Arctique finally came on, it was spectacular. 

On the way out, we got to see the control room for the film.  IMAX films require a lot of equipment and skilled operators.  It was quite an experience, including the metro ride to and from the 19th, which took an hour each way.