Feb 06, 2007 00:29
Heavens above, I've been dreaming about being at a public school *again*? Did my subconscious *want* to go to one? Actually, I think I was visiting one this time as I had the wrong uniform (oh, it's always me who gets picked on for not following sartorial rules, tch). This (actually quite cute) girl was badgering me to wear the right jumper. And strangely everyone at this school had to wear a sash, and I thought I could get away with my old Brownie sash (ah, amazing I was ever persuaded to go at all. I was the OLDEST BROWNIE IN THE WORLD when I joined). Anyway. Turns out we were actually being treated to a performance of Whipping It Up. In a classroom. Of all places (think I'm overusing the brackets tonight).
See Channel 4 had an unofficial Huge night the other night. I watched Notting Hill, obviously (Protector Tim! Driving a car very fast! "James Bond never had to put up with this shit." Indeed). And I hung around for a bit of Bitter Moon because I always liked Polanski's Frantic. And then thought, Oh eck this film lasts *forever*, I'll go to bed. And by then I was too compelled to see where on earth it would go so I got back up and switched the tv on again. Strange yet enjoyable film, very dark and obsessive and then completely hilarious when Huge's missus.... well, I won't spoil it it for you but I love his 'WTF?' reaction.
Emanuelle Seigner = whoa. Elle est tres belle et délicieux.
Anyway, this is a very random post tonight. I'm distracted. It's Jobcentre Plus day tomorrow, you see. Oh what fun.
whipping it up,
hugh grant,
films,
celebrity dreams,
dreams