Filler, Films and Love

I’m heading into an especially boring blogging phase, I’m afraid. There will be things to write about soon, but not quite yet. Sorry about that. I guess I could say that The Grand Budapest Hotel was a great film – which enthused me with its suave, camp zest for the ridiculous – but you probably already knew that, because I’m about a month late here. Believe it or not, Disaster Zone: Volcano in New York is less good. (We’ve been on a bit of a binge of bad Netflix movies recently. There was also Miley Cyrus’s LOL, which did at least feature several fondly promotional shots of Chicago’s CTA.)

In the meantime, I do have some genuinely heartfelt gratitude to embarrass people with. Lots of people have been very kind to me over the last few weeks, but two in particular went so far beyond the requirements of friendship that I now owe them more than I do the Student Loans Company. Thank you, Cat Hurley and Susannah Belcher. You are both wonderful.

Did You Know?

This blog will be ten years old this month. Ten years ago I looked like this:

Rome, 2004

Rome, 2004

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Durham

Two things.

Projectors are cool

Projectors are cool

Firstly, I just got back from seeing Katie in Durham and helping to bring her stuff back home for the holidays. And it was so, so good to see her! And watch Stardust. And walk around Durham in the dark, talking about the Seven Bridges Problem and looking at the one constellation we can both name. And streaming old Star Trek: The Next Generation episodes on the train home.

Secondly, Michele and I broke up. I’m going to have to copy and paste this news onto Facebook, because it’s suddenly developed a shyness about broadcasting such information, but I’d rather people knew. Because I’d want them to also know that we had a wonderful time together, and I hope and believe we will be friends for a very long time.

It’s the whole point of this blog, really – to mark the wonderful times :)

Watching, waiting, reading, hacking

It’s an odd period of limbo at the moment. Went out and saw The Lego Movie: certainly one of those kids’ films which rewards adults (or whatever the hell we are) by being sharp, witty and fun – although it was hardly the Communist Manifesto some reviewers got a bit carried away imagining. Also stayed in and saw 1995′s Hackers: well-deserving of all the loving ridicule it gets. (“Set your laptop to file receive mode!”)

I also re-read Lolita in its entirety after abandoning it halfway many years ago. I’m really glad I did because although the pace does tail off massively after the beginning, it remains a great piece of literature about a superbly creepy rationalisation of abuse. Difficult to read in parts, but well worth the effort.