Crazy chemistry at the movies (wondering if it's going to become a genre)
Inspired by the previous poster who shared a similar story. I should have thought previously of this sub as a platform to tell about this, for despite it happened like a few years ago it keeps haunting me.
So I went to a popular artsy venue in London (I am Italian but basically live here part time) to see La Chimera, a film that per se is already a combo of queer-forward sensuousness, I mean, is there anything more alluring than Josh O' Connor as a failed archaeologist turned tomb-robber in the Italian countryside?
Just before the movie starts, a lad seats next to me: he's like the most handsome fellow I had ever seen in my life. He looks like he is out of some book by Jack Kerouac: unruly brown hair, tall, muscular, looking effortlessly cool. As the film starts from time to time we look at each other, during a particular funny moment we even laugh in unison keeping staring at each other, like that scene is the funniest thing we both have ever seen.
When the movie ends - I am one of those boring people who watch end credits too - he doesn't leave the screening room until I leave too.
Later in the night and in the following days I keep thinking about him. The most flabbergasting thing happens a few weeks later, when I go back to Italy. Basically while waiting for luggage collection at the airport, I realize the guy was on my same flight. He must realize it too, for we basically bump into each other in the airport restroom, and keep looking at each other even afterwards, without saying a word.
Needless to say, I never saw him again, but think about this episode from time to time.
End of story.