Monday, November 21

J'ennuyeux? Moi? Oui!
We went to the cinema four times on holiday. Jarhead was good and looked real pretty. Best scene was when an oil soaked horse emerged from the billowing black smoke of a burning oil field and stood next to Jake. The horses eyes blinked and seemed to say "please kill me now". I nearly cried.
Flightplan was claustrophobic fun and was the second movie we'd seen that week starring Peter Sarsgaard (the one who got his cock out in Kinsey). Jodie Foster was in it too and she looks 'old' now (my favourite Disney live action film is Freaky Friday from 1976 starring Jodie).
I was disappointed with Capote but left the cinema looking forward to the other Capote film (just look at that heavy duty cast list) due soon as that film is based on the really good Plimpton biography. This Capote movie focussed on the Clutter killings and Capote writing 'In Cold Blood'. Philip Seymour Hoffman must surely receive an Oscar nod for this. Interesting to note that pretty boy Dan Futterman wrote the screenplay for this Capote.
Shopgirl was great. Steve Martin is unfunny again but this time it's ok. Claire Danes and Los Angeles are the other stars and all of them were fantastic. It's what they call a bittersweet romance movie and I loved it.

On the evenings when we weren't at the cinema we were eating large meals in themed restaurants (actually, come to think of it, even on the nights when we did go to the cinema we ate a large meal at a themed restaurant). We didn't go to any bars, clubs, disco's or homosexual hangouts. We bought a six pack of beer for our fridge but left three for the maid when we flew home. I had a rum cocktail one lunchtime in a Moroccan restaurant and Darren had a beer at a Mexican eatery a few days later. Hanging out at shopping malls, hotel lobby's and theme parks suits us fine because, apparently, Disney World is the Super-Bowl of people watching.

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