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What to Expect from the Opening Ceremonies of the 2010 Olympic Games: (A Few Hints, but no Details)
Keeping the lid on details about the two dress rehearsals that took place at BC Place for the opening ceremonies of the Olympic Games has been paramount. I got a last minute invitation to go. My host explained the deal: see but don't tell. I asked if I could hint and she agreed. So here are a few hints about what's to come...
"Photography strictly prohibited" signs greeted us at secuity screening. A long-winded plea from a creative director also demanded we stay tight-lipped for the integity of the event. He assured us we wouldn't see everything, however, including the flame, lighting of the cauldron (obviously) an a few other surprises they'd hold back on in order to blow our collective minds in the real moment. Any spectator seen taking a photo was hauled out to the aisle like a grade-schooler and told to delete it while security overlooked.
A friend who went to the earlier dress rehearsal said the above and added that she was relieved to see an overall absence of red mittens. "Except for some ushers, Gordon Campbell will reign over his dorky mittendome," she said.
I'm going to resist telling you more. Except that the performances were outstanding, the voices of the artists brought me to tears a few times.
To get into any Olympic event, you'll have to go through what most of us think of as "airport security." Last night that means standing under an umbrella in the chilly rain for nearly an hour.
It will take a long time to get you through, but if last night's opening ceremony dress rehearsal was an indication, it'll be worth the wait. And if, like me, you can't afford the ticket price, don't miss it on TV. This performance rocks. Eat your heart out, Beijing.