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Whenever I'm sat in the Cornerhouse Bar with Joe, Steve always seems to play "For Lovers" by Wolfman and Pete Doherty (is it like "dock-erty" or "doh-erty"?) and we always seem to forget what we were saying and go a little sheepish. I've decided I sort of like that song a lot now and I've decided I'll listen to it over and over until I hate it well and good and things can go back to normal.
I thought La Niña Santa was really wonderful, we were all cramped up in the broom cupboard that is Screen 3 but it was fitting because the plot seemed like a hushed-up tale that only a few people should hear of. Some of the relationships were quite taboo but overall the film was made really beautifully and delicately and the use of sound was lovely, lots of lapping water and loud diegetic noise and there were loads of scenes where a crowd of people were just watching a man play classical songs on a theremin at the side of a road.
Afterwards I went to Po Na Na for Lowell's party which was ok, I was a bit too sober to join in the larks and although I managed to classily remove my trousers on the dancefloor (I had a skirt on top) I then managed to forget all about them and now they are lost somewhere.
I stayed in last night and finally managed to watch Nathan Barley. I don't care, I think it's pretty good. I didn't piss laughing or anything and it doesn't at all strike me as Morris-esque but I imagine I'll get into it. The Noel Fielding cameo made me squeal a bit, and that was THE BEST sex-orientated scene I have ever seen on tv, ever. "I'm goin' down south, down with me mouth..". *cringe*
I know I always talk about what I'm eating on here, but I'm about to go make a mushroom pasander, and it's likely to taste better than anything you'll eat this year.
Who's at Smile tonight?
I thought La Niña Santa was really wonderful, we were all cramped up in the broom cupboard that is Screen 3 but it was fitting because the plot seemed like a hushed-up tale that only a few people should hear of. Some of the relationships were quite taboo but overall the film was made really beautifully and delicately and the use of sound was lovely, lots of lapping water and loud diegetic noise and there were loads of scenes where a crowd of people were just watching a man play classical songs on a theremin at the side of a road.
Afterwards I went to Po Na Na for Lowell's party which was ok, I was a bit too sober to join in the larks and although I managed to classily remove my trousers on the dancefloor (I had a skirt on top) I then managed to forget all about them and now they are lost somewhere.
I stayed in last night and finally managed to watch Nathan Barley. I don't care, I think it's pretty good. I didn't piss laughing or anything and it doesn't at all strike me as Morris-esque but I imagine I'll get into it. The Noel Fielding cameo made me squeal a bit, and that was THE BEST sex-orientated scene I have ever seen on tv, ever. "I'm goin' down south, down with me mouth..". *cringe*
I know I always talk about what I'm eating on here, but I'm about to go make a mushroom pasander, and it's likely to taste better than anything you'll eat this year.
Who's at Smile tonight?