Monday, October 03, 2005

turtle

tho' i saw, and admittedly enjoyed, The Cinderella Man yesterday, Harvie Krumpet still rules as my movie of the month... somewhat behind times i realize, but hell. Tho i will admit it tends to be somewhat Slaughterhouse-Five ish. Ah well. In the words of the maestro himself, So it goes.
incidentally, anyone seen I Love(sic) Huckbees?? [heart heart heart - ed.]
And still too lazy and enjoying an unnaturally prolonged hangover to write properly or longer - i wish i could stay in this fishbowl feelin all the time - where the outside world wears strange, undulating faces that somehow cease to surprise or threaten in their alien-ness. So Kashmir will still have to remain a mystery of sorts... tho' i will mention the spectacular bruises of interstellar magnitude i have on my thighs as souvenirs...and there will let it dangle.

2 comments:

Can of Worms said...

yes plz do, am counting on you for a whole new stash...
about the heart, some malevolent god of household appliances decided to not let this movie play on the dvd player so we were constantly tantalised but resigned to a fate of ignorance, so haven't seen it yet... but am hopeful... and i do remember the heart now that you mention it, thot i was being all anthropological and decodin hieroglyphs, thanks for the instant deflation. so you comin back nov.? also how cheesing off would it be if i gave you a list of movies i absolutely want and can't possibly get in this our great advancing nation whose gas pipelines are not yet up and runnin?

Can of Worms said...

hmmm... yeah, ok, hmmm...
there's no gainsaying 'Who's afraid...' tho'. thats brilliant stuff in print and on screen. one of the very few that achieves that balance - apart from Cat on a Hot Tin Roof of course. but am not going to spout all the vague artsy foriegn films i've seen in return jus coz your cosmopolitan existence suddenly exposes with an ineluctable clarity my own all too provincial (tho' hopefully not parochial - unless the way Heaney means it)metro bound life. incidentally, Irani movies are the new flavour of the month back home with mum, tho' she's probably seen all of half a movie, and i got more than she did despite her persian, naah jus kiddin, but you know how she is with movies.