You will die - and it will all be over. You will die and find out everything - or cease asking
Had a good weekend. Saw people on Friday night for drinks. Then again on Saturday to see The Last Kig of Scotland. It was a really good film, which left my heart racing by the end. Well worth seeing, but not if all you want is an easy relaxing two hours.
Talking of cinema, I'm going to see Lift to the Scaffold tomorrow night as part of my drive to educate myself
Lift to the Scaffold
Ascenseur pour l'échafaud
Tue 16 & Wed 17 Jan
Louis Malle | France 1958 | 1h27m | 35mm | French with English subtitles | PG
Cast: Jeanne Moreau, Maurice Ronet, Georges Poujouly, Yori Bertin, Jean Wall.
Malle's first feature, a straightforward but classy thriller about an ex-paratrooper's attempt to dispose of his mistress' tycoon husband in a perfect murder. It became associated with the early excitements of the nouvelle vague, mainly through the performances of Ronet (playing a prototype of the disgruntled Vietnam veteran) and Moreau (who does some moody solo wandering in the streets searching for her missing lover). The story, which makes ingenious use of a malfunctioning lift, has one carefully plotted murder conjure another as its shadow image. But the cement holding the film together is really the splendid jazz score improvised by Miles Davis.
It would be nice to go with other people. But please don't feel under any pressure to do so.
This weekend, I'm wanting to go out & see the Liverpool Cheski match. We might get humped, but at least I wanna be with me boys when we do.
Saturday night will be out for Stoops birthday. And aside from all that, I'm gonna be trying to lay down choons for y new, slightly more definate than before, project. W00t
Talking of cinema, I'm going to see Lift to the Scaffold tomorrow night as part of my drive to educate myself
Lift to the Scaffold
Ascenseur pour l'échafaud
Tue 16 & Wed 17 Jan
Louis Malle | France 1958 | 1h27m | 35mm | French with English subtitles | PG
Cast: Jeanne Moreau, Maurice Ronet, Georges Poujouly, Yori Bertin, Jean Wall.
Malle's first feature, a straightforward but classy thriller about an ex-paratrooper's attempt to dispose of his mistress' tycoon husband in a perfect murder. It became associated with the early excitements of the nouvelle vague, mainly through the performances of Ronet (playing a prototype of the disgruntled Vietnam veteran) and Moreau (who does some moody solo wandering in the streets searching for her missing lover). The story, which makes ingenious use of a malfunctioning lift, has one carefully plotted murder conjure another as its shadow image. But the cement holding the film together is really the splendid jazz score improvised by Miles Davis.
It would be nice to go with other people. But please don't feel under any pressure to do so.
This weekend, I'm wanting to go out & see the Liverpool Cheski match. We might get humped, but at least I wanna be with me boys when we do.
Saturday night will be out for Stoops birthday. And aside from all that, I'm gonna be trying to lay down choons for y new, slightly more definate than before, project. W00t