Beautiful song. It has the correct amount of what I’m feeling these days–although, I’m not ready to fight yet.
The last couple of weekends have been nice. Nicer than the previous ones this year, at least. The sun has been up, which helps a lot.
We found a great currywurst place in the neighbourhood and I think I’m finally a fan. I mean, as much as you can be a fan of fried sausage, ketchup and curry powder… Unfortunately, I don’t have a picture yet.
How was your weekend?
I don’t know how to write this post so you’ll excuse me if the way I write it is lacking. I don’t want to write it, you see. My father is dead.
These photos were taken last Summer, before it got really bad. You can’t see it here but he’d already amputated his right thumb by then. Cancer. Melanoma.
I could say many things, and I might just do that in the future, but today I just wanted to say that he made people smile and that’s the best thing one can ever do.
I liked the mood of this film.
The beginning is very exciting, with her assembling and all the rest. (trying not to spoil it for you)
By the end I was happy I watched it but I found it simple. Too simple.
Yes, it’s a quiet thriller about what makes us human, which is nice. It’s not the invention of the wheel.
And it’s always a pleasure to see Scarlett Johansson, specially in something independent.
Rotten gave it an 85%. *shrug*
Here’s the trailer:
I remember vaguely watching this film on TV all through out my childhood. It was one of those movies that filled Sunday afternoon’s programming of one channel or the other—yes, we only had two TV channels back then.
We finally got to watching it properly last Friday night.
Considered by many as both the pinnacle of John Ford’s films and the unfailing inspiration to all other Western films, it has a spotless score of 100% Fresh on Rotten.
It’s also part of The American Film Institute list of films to watch, coming up at number 12.
Unfortunately, I have to agree with this fellow.