For a long time after the change of political system, perhaps a decade or two, art cinemas in Budapest offered an amazing selection of movies. While in Toronto you might have found two alternative films per week, in Budapest there were two hundred, from different continents, ages and styles. Any visual gourmand could treat themselves to great delicacies. After having watched a film with two casual friends we went for a tea to discuss our experiences. The conversation revolved around some issue that I didn’t see in the film at all. Where did this come from? I wondered. At home I looked at a review, and there it was.