Back to Back Movies

As the credits for Sherlock Holmes were running after the Saturday matinee, someone walked up the steps and opened the backdoor to the outside. My approach to a nostalgia about legends that people snuck friends in through the backdoor vanished as I saw at six o'clock it was still daylight. I have wondered where some studies are, and am going to an appropriate movie today, MisRepresentation, about stereotypes about how women look. This makes back to back movies. Since one or two little snowflakes were sifting down, I could go out of the show to see it snowing.