It all starts with a text from my friend, Trent, who wants to know if I would be interested in attending a screening with him at The Broad in a few hours. This is a bit unusual because it’s a Wednesday and Trent’s a busy career boy during the week. But he explains that he has this dreadful sense that the Covid is about to act up again in a big way and wants to see as many movies in the theater before that happens (this is back in early December, when Omnicron is still only a whisper, something happening in far off countries across the oceans. Of course, that’s…