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Netflix movie
The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014)
Writer/Director: Wes Anderson
A charming two hours spent. Very Wes Anderson, whimsicality, with the regular cast of players. If I say the second world war looms over the events that take place, that doesn’t convey the tone of this movie. It’s a fairy tale about a man who has things happen to him and you want to know what they will be.
It’s definitely a boy’s story with only one lone woman with more than a line or two. Ralph Fiennes overcame my inherent averseness toward him and made me almost like him. He’s funny.
The scenery is gorgeous.
Well worth watching.
Earlier in the week I took the car in for its second round of maintenance. Since this was going to be extensive, I went home to wait for it to be done. The shop is in walking distance of my house but the route is problematic. To get anywhere from my place you have to double back on the road you just traveled, so to say, it’s the wrong side of the tracks. I had to walk under the freeway, which gave me the creeps. It’s shadowy and dirty and I’m grateful I didn’t find any dead bodies, animal or human, laying around. Not to mention I had to hustle my chunky body across the freeway ramps between spurts of traffic. I took a bus back in the direction of the shop, overshooting but at least there were sidewalks. I gave the shop a lot of money.
Then I got the news that a check I got from a relative bounced. It turned out to be a bank screw-up as it miscommunicated with the sender. Still, I had to tell them which was embarrassing all around. I phrased it as, I was afraid your account had been hacked. Entirely not anxious about the money.
On the other side of money lost and won, I won a $100 gift card from Safeway from the survey I filled out after a purchase there. Which is ironic since I only did the survey to complain that the store was very slow in restocking the milk I buy and half the time it’s not available.
Now, more meme...
Attic: what’s one thing you have a sentimental attachment to and you will never throw away?
A plush duck puppet my cousin’s bought me decades ago. Also, all my saved theater programs.
This entry was originally posted on Dreamwidth. You can leave a comment at Dreamwidth or here.
The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014)
Writer/Director: Wes Anderson
A charming two hours spent. Very Wes Anderson, whimsicality, with the regular cast of players. If I say the second world war looms over the events that take place, that doesn’t convey the tone of this movie. It’s a fairy tale about a man who has things happen to him and you want to know what they will be.
It’s definitely a boy’s story with only one lone woman with more than a line or two. Ralph Fiennes overcame my inherent averseness toward him and made me almost like him. He’s funny.
The scenery is gorgeous.
Well worth watching.
Earlier in the week I took the car in for its second round of maintenance. Since this was going to be extensive, I went home to wait for it to be done. The shop is in walking distance of my house but the route is problematic. To get anywhere from my place you have to double back on the road you just traveled, so to say, it’s the wrong side of the tracks. I had to walk under the freeway, which gave me the creeps. It’s shadowy and dirty and I’m grateful I didn’t find any dead bodies, animal or human, laying around. Not to mention I had to hustle my chunky body across the freeway ramps between spurts of traffic. I took a bus back in the direction of the shop, overshooting but at least there were sidewalks. I gave the shop a lot of money.
Then I got the news that a check I got from a relative bounced. It turned out to be a bank screw-up as it miscommunicated with the sender. Still, I had to tell them which was embarrassing all around. I phrased it as, I was afraid your account had been hacked. Entirely not anxious about the money.
On the other side of money lost and won, I won a $100 gift card from Safeway from the survey I filled out after a purchase there. Which is ironic since I only did the survey to complain that the store was very slow in restocking the milk I buy and half the time it’s not available.
Now, more meme...
Attic: what’s one thing you have a sentimental attachment to and you will never throw away?
A plush duck puppet my cousin’s bought me decades ago. Also, all my saved theater programs.
This entry was originally posted on Dreamwidth. You can leave a comment at Dreamwidth or here.