A Thing Happened On The Way To The Forum.

He must have hit the road quite hard.

I heard the car hit him and I heard the crowd gasp but by the time I turned my head he was trying to get to his feet. As befits a surreal moment like this, he was looking on the ground for his sunglasses. It was pouring rain, the sun had set but he still had his sunglasses with him. Despite the darkness it was not a lack of light that had contributed to this scene. It happened outside the Forum Cinema; brightly lit as most cinema entrances tend to be. The rain definitely had something to do with it as did impatience and a possible desire to not get too wet.


To get from the Forum to ACMI* (which you would probably have to do at least once if you are a dedicated MIFF* attendee) you have to walk away from your intended target and navigate two sets of pedestrian lights (both very slow to react) or you could do what many people do and cross the road directly. I’ve done it a couple of times during the festival but in daylight, when it was not raining and not during that vicious time know as ‘peak hour’!

Even in my younger and braver days I would not have attempted this particular crossing under these conditions, but this bloke did and there he was picking himself and his sunglasses off the road.

As he got to his feet I watched his body language to see what condition he was in and I guess the throng of people around me were doing the same.

As he straightened up, sunglasses in hand, he looked a little unsteady. The traffic had stopped but this was ‘peak hour,’ that time of the day when reason and compassion is thrown to the wind.


As the seconds ticked by he seemed to be trying to make up his mind what he should do next. I wanted him to come back onto the footpath and sit down but he decided to continue his original course! His chances of making it across the first time were slim but now they were non existent. As if to prove the point, one of the cars in the waiting line pulled out onto the tram line and narrowly missed him. Fortunately, he got the point and stopped but now he seemed really confused and it occurred to me that I might have to go and get him but it also occurred to me that the situation was getting more dangerous by the second as the waiting cars were likely to take off without warning and I would have to cross three lanes to get to him. For those few moments he was still safe but it was likely to go pear shaped very quickly.

At this point the guy in the little white car (which I’m assuming is the one that hit him) began gesturing to the pedestrian to get into his car. He got the message and slowly came around to the passenger side and very, very slowly got in.

The watching crowd breathed a mental sigh of relief and we all returned to normal time. I say ‘normal time’ as these things tend to play out in what appears to be slow motion but in fact everything moves at normal speed but in what feels like compressed time.

But at least we had a reasonably happy ending and a large number of people, mostly queueing for cinema tickets, got to see it play out.

Every story needs a good ending with a bit of reality thrown in so here we go.

As the stunned, sunglasses toting pedestrian climbed into the car the car behind him started blowing his horn and he kept blowing it. He was obviously in a hurry, there was no need to worry about a slightly crumpled pedestrian, he needed to get home.

Most likely he was afraid he would miss the beginning of Big Brother.

It seems to me that the media likes to focus on incidents that appear to show that the general public does not respond in an emergency. This hasn’t been my experience, and I was reminded when I read this article in ‘The Age’, my city’s newspaper. http://www.theage.com.au/opinion/society-and-culture/quiet-care-that-the-news-misses-20130208-2e3vi.html

* ACMI is the Australian Centre for the Moving Image.

* MIFF is the Melbourne International Film Festival, it’s also the second oldest established film festival in the world.


11 thoughts on “A Thing Happened On The Way To The Forum.

  1. Reblogged this on araneus1 and commented:

    In a few weeks the Melbourne International Film Festival (the worlds second oldest Film festival) will be on again. I save up all year so that I can spend two glorious weeks immersed in film. Eat, Sleep Movies. I’ve even got a special TeeShirt with that written on it, not that anyone sees it, as it’s the middle of winter during the festival.
    The following story happened during last years MIFF.


    • Dumb me. Trying to figure if your comment was a post….
      Enjoy MIFF. We have a DIFF here and I rarely get to see much of it. I`m also in and out of our local film club and have had weekly winter`s evenings of sheer delight watching films from all over the world.
      And yeah, anyone over forty here still gets to call `em films. Only the facebook generation have to call `em movies. Poor them.


      • It is a little confusing I must admit. I was expecting the words to go at the top of the post. Yep film festivals etc are the best. You get a few ‘wankers’ but mostly it’s people who love film.


  2. Great post here -you had us hanging on hoping that poor pedestrian was ok. Because yes,people do care when someone is hurt. Go to the scene of any accident and you`ll have people popping out of everywhere to give a hand. Oh yes, there`s the plain nosey, but our amateur reporters serve a purpose too. But the kindness of strangers is very evident here in Ireland, at any rate.


    • thank you for the comment. At the time I thought I was going to have to go and get him and I’m not exaggerating when I say that I did not think I would get out of it uninjured. I hoped it would play out without my help. I remember being really scared. My dad received a medal for valour in WW2 saving his mates and for a nano second I understood what it is to contemplate stepping into real danger. The difference between us is he did not hesitate.


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