Tomorrow is my first day off work in four weeks. That is except for a Tuesday in the middle there but it was our town hall meeting at work, so I was at work then too. Now I am off for bit and it will be great.

It isn’t starting that great I had to rush from work to get my luggage and pack food for the flight. Jess drove me to the airport. Now I am sitting in an airplane, but it is not airplaning, it is sitting on the ground.

First officer told us that there is a maintenace problem and we are waiting to get it fixed.

We went to the opening night of the Hot Docs festival Thursday. It wasn’t the hot dog festival which might have been similarly exciting.We saw Air India 182, an film about the flight that had the most deadly terrorist attack on Canadians.

The film was a mix interviews, dramatization, and real footage. The interviews had family members, retired law enforcement agents, airline personell, and other people involved talking in front of white.

The film followed activies of Sikh extremists under surveillance, the hours before and during the flight, and the memories of those touched by the events.

The memories are what drove the movie. The dramatisations were largely just visualisations of what people described in interview. Thusly it could have been more aptly named “memories of air india 182.”

The film ended after the recovery effort and didn’t depict the trial much later. That was a reasonable choice. But relying on the interview narrative limited and exluded some of the most interesting stories, like the sick bomb sniffing dog.

I think it is worth seeing for the subject and the stories are woven together well.

It is primarily a film about people who were left behind after that terrible attack. It ends up being more depressing than illuminating.