I know Amsterdam , I replied gloomily . With a thank you and a goodbye , I left the excellent Flying Pig experience behind and let the crazed Amsterdam crowd suck me in and push me along . I was very nearly run over by a tram , which did n't help my already less than favourable feelings towards the city , especially as the driver watched me pausing and checking him out to gauge whether he was stopped for a while or ready to go , and then launched forward with an evil grin as soon as I was in his path , getting my bag 's wheels stuck in the track as I tried to leap out of his way . I grumpily lit a cigarette outside the train station , and was immediately and predictably accosted by a homeless guy .

A: Why did the guy approach the narrator outside at the train station .

I think it has a face of sorts . The street across the hotel . Lawsons ' was our friend for snacks and that sort of thing . My one regret is not buying instant noodles there .

A: What is the thing that has a sort of face ?

I ' m pretty happy with it , all in all . After Cohen came , the small crew that was still around sat down and had dinner , and conversed over how the show went , in a jovial manner . Joel , our VFX supervisor , told us some stories about his earlier formative years , as a visual effects supervisor on Wierd Science and another last minute show called Judge Dredd . Joel won an Oscar for What Dreams May Comes in 1998 .

A: Why does the narrator enjoy hearing Joel ?

But I digress . The elven prince wanted nothing more than to restore his people to their former glory and he was cut down because of it . Sure , he would ' ve taken the extreme measure of committing genocide on all of mankind , but by the movie 's telling it was almost par for the course .

A:
What kind of movie might this be ?