Showing posts with label Potsdamer Platz. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Potsdamer Platz. Show all posts

Tuesday, 7 February 2017

Berlinale ticket fever


It is a Monday morning in February. There is an extremely cold chill in the air, but that does not stop Berlinale fanatics from leaving the warmth of their houses to queue up for the advance ticket sales. For the first time I have decided to join the queue. I have strategically picked the Potsdamer Platz Arkaden because I know that at least I will be in a warm place, unlike Kino International where the queue is outdoors. I arrive at 9:00, one hour before the box office opens. For the lucky ones with a Mastercard (official partner of the Berlinale) there is a special ticket counter with a short queue. However, I have no choice but to join the long queue. The people at the front are well equipped with sleeping bags, foldable chairs, blankets, hot drinks. One lady has a supermarket trolley full of luggage. Some have spent the night here. Others arrived in the early hours of the morning. By 10:30 the first film in the Competition category has sold out and the queue has barely moved. One of the old hands patiently explains the sales process to the non-adepts: "On the first day it takes twice as long  - his guess at 9:45 is that we will queue up for two hours - which unfortunately proves to be an underestimate - because people buy tickets for themselves, for their friends and because of the large number of tickets on sale, for example at the Friedrichstadtpalast. The advantage of buying tickets for the Friedrichstadtpalast is that you can watch films in the Competition and Berlinale Special categories and the atmosphere is good, but the downside is that the seats are uncomfortable". This is where my tip from the last post comes in handy: pick two films in a row to increase your chances of getting a good seat, at least for the second viewing. 

As it gets closer to 11:00 and we are still far away from the front of the queue, people start to get a little impatient. Nevertheless, everyone is still in a fairly jolly mood and hopeful of getting the tickets they want. I am a little disappointed, however, when I find out that one of the films I wanted (Theater of Life - part of Culinary Cinema goes Kiez) is sold out. As I finally get closer to the ticket desk and the writing on the screen becomes more legible, there is a moment of confusion among the non-adepts: "Why are there tickets on sale for next Monday?" - a woman cries out - "I thought you could only buy tickets three days in advance!" There is a collective sigh as we all think: "You have had three hours to study the programme and you still have not understood the ticket policy".  By the time it is my turn to buy the tickets I am exhausted after over three hours of standing. The man next to me is leafing through the programme, trying to make up his mind at the very last minute. I cannot think straight so I end up buying two tickets for every session, which is not what I had set out to do. But at least I bought tickets for all the right events. Some people are planning to queue up again tomorrow, but I have decided to give the online ticket system another go.