Phil and I showed up for the 5:30 show. It was cozy: just the two of us in a 500-seat theater. Scratch that, there were places for 500 seats, but there were perhaps not more than 100 seats remaining. (Wood is very scarce in Guanabo.) So we sat a few rows apart. The film was in French with Spanish subtitles, ‘El Jaguar’, which pretty much says it all. I was embarrassed a little when the manager of the theater came to give me my $1 change (from a $3 bill). They were very friendly, and I wondered whether it was the first time that week that they had to show the film.
The next morning the weather cleared a little and you can see how this place would fill up with habaneros on summer weekends.
