A restored print of Becket is making the rounds, and hit Seattle last month. Awesome. I try to take advantage of revival film as much as possible, because there’s nothing like seeing movies on the big screen, and this was no exception.
It was both funnier and more queer than I had expected. And it was fantastic to see young O’Toole, so soon after seeing Venus. Now I need to put a hold on The Lion in Winter.