And then… something happened.

Fahrenheit 9/11 has opened here, but I keep seeing lots of reviews with serious reservations about what Michael Moore is trying to say. I haven’t seen either this film or Bowling for Columbine, but I tend to think Moore is very involved with his own ego, despite having a legitimate message to get across. I couldn’t get through “Dude, Where’s My Country” – not that I disagreed with his politics, but I found his style of polemics so fucking wearing after 100 pages. Could it be in-born British cynicism and wanting to knock a phenomenon coming over from the US as not living up to the hype? Or is it just half-baked and treacle-y? Maybe I’ll go see to find out.

Did, however, go see Part II of THE BEST OF YOUTH, this fantastic Italian TV mini-series which has been released to cinemas in Europe. Three hours of the saga of this Italian family – a nice mix of politics, personal ideals, Red Brigade terrorists, and some beautiful acting and scenery. I would seriously, SERIOUSLY recommend this film – it’s 6 hours long in total but you can see it in 2 parts. You’ll be so absorbed you won’t notice the time fly by. If you are the kind of person that cries a lot at movies, bring a box of tissues with you to the second part. I’ve never been in a cinema where the audience has cried so much as I was yesterday. The good thing is it manages to do this without being the least bit sentimental. That’s a feat in itself.

The only thing that’s been annoying be about going to the cinema lately is to see endless previews of this French film called NATHALIE…, the latest French film about… guess what? Infedility. I dare anyone to come up with a movie made in France that doesn’t have a storyline where someone has an affair. Even in the recent ASTERIX movie, meant for kids, a character was thinking about it. In the preview, this coldish wife asks a lapdancer to seduce her husband and report back on what he’s into in bed (for whatever reason). So Emmanuelle Beart, who plays the title character, says to the wife in the preview, very slowly, “he turned be around… and then…. he fucked me… and then…………… something happened.” Yeah, I feel ASLEEP. I think the next movie I’m seeing is SPIDERMAN 2, so I can avoid art-house pretentious wank like this.

I am getting so down about the weather here in London. For the last 7 days it’s been overcast and rainy. I actually had to turn on the heat on Thursday night because my flat was so cold. We have no hope of a summer at all, and to make matters worse, I’m going up to Edinburgh for a month, which is geographically on the same lattitude as Oslo. I’ll be so cold!!!!!!!!!!!! I’ve even resorted to going to a sunbed twice this week so I don’t have to be as white and pale as most Brits in London. As a famous American ad used to say, Calgon – take me away! Even if the temperature goes up to 25C, I’ll be happy. Not another day with 18C and rain, please. What have we done as a people, God, to deserve this. Are you there, God? It’s me, Golden Boy.

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