| | Simply called SF28, the Sci-fi Film Marathon, is held at the local Arts Theater. | |
| | | From Jersey, Dallas, Portland and Rochester, we all arrived in Boston. Here's Tom looking a bit like Conan O'Brien at our rendezvous spot (The Cheer's Bar at Logan). | |
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| | Glenn had arranged a Saturday afternoon tasting and tour at the Harpoon Brewery... a natural expedition for this crowd. | |
| | | Barb proposes the first of many 'toasts' ... as the Harpoon provides a good selection of beers and explanation of their products and history. | |
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| | Glenn Engman (my old RIT classmate) always does a SUPER job hosting us for this yearly event, and always invites us back to following year to do it all over again! | |
| | | Harpoon was one of the first (if not the first) micro-brews in Boston... pre-dating Sam Adams, I beleive. | |
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| | Glenn reminisces about our days back at RIT... and recalls the local Rochester brew left something to be desired. | |
| | | I'm showing Bruce my recent BV Wine Ambassador Pages... (courtesy the Harpoon Website computer ... oops!) | |
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| | Out on the balcony overlooking the brew vessels, we quickly culminate in our first group photo of the trip. | |
| | | And... always looking to add a bit of levity, I ask the group to wave and toast the brewmaster. | |
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| | Paula Engman always puts on a great Saturday evening spread... Mexican was this years's theme. Yummy. | |
| | | And along with the Mexican Dinner, Glenn prepared a pitcher of Margarettas to help wash them down. | |
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| | Inside the Coolidge Corner Theater, the audience prepares for the mission briefing and countdown. First movie shown was the recent thriller, "Minority Report." | |
| | | After "Metropolis", "Invaders from Mars" and "The Invisible Boy" we usually duck out for a quick bite during the first "dog" movie. | |
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| | Being thoroughly modern in terms of marketing, Commander Tom of the 'Martian Liberation Organization' oversees poster, coffee cups and raygun sales. | |
| | | Periodically throughout the marathon, we shoot a few views of the participants with a time scale of how far we're into the 24 hours. (Here it reads 1 hour to start... as we were kindly let in early due to severe cold weather) | |
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| | In the Coolidge lobby, Mary and I check out the food items and coffee supply. $10 will buy you a bottomless cup for the duration of the Marathon... a popular item. | |
| | | Joe Tupay has been a solid supporter and knowledgeable source of Sci-Fi Marathon enthusiasm for many years. I keep asking that his brother Paul to come, but no luck so far. | |
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| | Looks to be about 5 hours into the Marathon, Paula and Glenn still look fit and ready for another 19 hours yet to come. | |
| | | The team is looking a bit mesmerized, no doubt, from watching the "Valley of the Gwangi" and the "Brain from Planet Arous". | |
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| | Still looking perky about half way through the Marathon, Barb is about to grab some shuteye, while I'm looking forward to "Screemers" and "Planet of the Vampires". | |
| | | Always handy with his "Light Blaster," Wes shows pinpoint accuracy at the offending Photographer... me. | |
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| | Mary gives Joe a hug as we said our good-byes. Shockingly, we'll all be ready for SF29 much too soon. | |
| | As we exited the theater on noon Monday, the weather was snowing... over 2 feet fell, delaying some of the return journeys.
Ah!...but next year! | |
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