So finally got round to seeing SATC on Saturday morning. There’s something that feels a bit naughty going to the cinema in the am but then we all need a bit of naughty indulgence now and then. There were only four people in the cinema and – because they had allocated seating – we were all sat next to each other! Eventually we moved so we weren’t in each other’s laps (because there’s something a bit icky about watching a sex scene at the cinema when you’re on your own and so is the man next to you – call me old fashioned I know. Actually why was there a single man watching SATC? Strange stuff).
I really enjoyed it but then I really enjoyed the series, it wasn’t as funny as it could have been, some parts were far too predictable and it took product placement to a whole new level. But hey it’s fun not a cerebral exercise.
I was on my own this weekend so managed to get quite a lot done. Had to do mad frenzy cleaning as my parents are staying the night tomorrow and I am constantly wracked with the fear that my house never quite reaches my mum’s standards of cleanliness (mind you I work full time, she doesn’t and she has a cleaner).
Also spent quite a lot of the weekend being ranty at the television, especially the news. I cannot add anything original or intelligent to the debate about Zimbabwe but it’s a heart-breaking situation. I really wish Mandela would speak out. I know he has left politics behind him and will soon be retiring from public life (he’s 90 and deserves to put his feet up) but this is a subject on which he could have a powerful voice. In the spirit of “If you’re not part of the solution, you’re part of the problem…” then by NOT speaking out African leaders are condoning Mugabe’s treachery (and just don’t get me started on the crappily ineffectual Mbeki).
FOOTNOTE: Not entirely sure a post should start with SATC and end with Mugabe but hey, the random blitherings of my brain never could be fathomed
I have my liver scan this morning. I am not allowed to eat for six hours prior to the appointment but considering I didn’t feel like getting up at 5am for a snack, it has been 15 hours since I last ate. I am feeling somewhat light-headed and headachey. Grrr. Oh well, at least I can have an ‘oh so exciting’ glass of water.
It has been going on far too long and I’m not the only one who has noticed.
I am delighted that Lost re-found itself this season. The “conclusion” of the “will they/won’t they/how do they” get off the island was a brave move and (I think) has really re-engaged the loyal fans (those that aren’t loyal stopped watching it ages ago).
I am less delighted with other things on the small screen. Why has Channel 4 mucked about with Desperate Housewives? Did we really need a break? Is the crappiness that is BB any real substitute?
Which of course brings me back to my love/hate relationship with Big Brother. Every year I vow I will not get sucked in and every year I fail – even last year when I wasn’t in the country for the final few weeks. So I watched them all go in but I haven’t tuned in since. Luckily the football is providing a suitable distraction so by the time I’m tempted because “there’s nothing else on tell”, I won’t have engaged (or so the theory goes).
Actually not popcorn because I’m not a big cinema snacker.
I still haven’t been to see SATC. However, I have found a girly friend who will go with which is good news. I now just have to navigate my way around football fixtures to find a date.
Beloved and I still haven’t been to see Indiana Jones. Doesn’t help that:
- he pathologically hates the cinema
- aforementioned football
I’m going to try and do diary bashing because the next big film of the summer is only just over a month away and the rate we’re going we’ll just have to camp out at the cinema until we’ve seen them all.
Did see Cloverfield the other week. Good film although (to my mind) didn’t really need the sci-fi stuff – could have just been a good thriller with an unidentified “baddie”. To that end, I’m also looking forward to The Happening (although suspect that will be a small screen outing only) – is it me or are we strangely obssessed with apocalyptic films en ce moment?