Well, that’s the way it goes.
The experience was not as disturbing as I’d feared. I only had to leave the salon once, fighting nausea but I managed to return to see the rest of the film after visit to the loo. (And it may have been the steak tartar got up as hamburger that I ate just before visiting the cinema that was to blame.)
On the other hand, the experience was not as exciting or as beautiful as I’d hoped. One scene of snowflakes falling around Lucy was nice – otherwise I didn’t feel the 3D experience added anything. Still, I should probably try out a made-for-3D film before dismissing a whole technology.
I didn’t enjoy having to hold the extra glasses on my nose (see picture). I obviously have a short nose. And I particularly didn’t like the subtitles hovering above the surface of the film – though perhaps that’s something one would get used to.