pmsumner

I been bad.
I went shopping on the way home as I was hungry, and needed bread and milk. I bought cookies, mini-easter eggs, garlic and rosemary foccacia, and other stuff. I just ate the eggs, foccacia and the cookies. All I'd eaten all day was a roll so I can't blame myself really, but I now feel stuffed.

Doesn't help, watching Rick Stein gorge himself on honey from the Highlands.

I was not in the slightest impressed when I came home to find my letterbox destroyed. Well, the draught excluder. It's been bent, buckled, broken and snapped by the thoughtless tosser that forced today's post through it. It must have taken quite a lot of effort to do that.

I've a good mind to go down the delivery office tomorrow and complain about it. Or I would do if I didn't have to work. Ho Hum.

Hmm, that really doesn't work. Imagine the big booming voice.

LOST!
IN!
TRANSLATION!

It really doesn't have the proper ring to it.

Anyhow. Jane and I went to see it last night and my was I impressed. I thought it was a stunning example of how a film doesn't have to follow the disney plotline and spoon-feed the audience. I thought it was a exemplary exhibition of cinematography, with a large proportion of time within the film dedicated to nothing but scenery.

One scene that I think will stay with me for a long time, is Bill Murray's character teeing off in the shadow of Mount Fuji.

Soundtrack is one to be bought. And I reckon I'll grab it on DVD whenever it's released as it deserves at least a 2nd, if not a 3rd fourth fifth and sixth viewing.