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“Europe is sick with fear, and fear sickens the soul.”
This entry is rather late, but then I was late getting home on Saturday night and haven't caught up yet. Went into town (Sheffield, y'know) to sell my PS2 - the fourth one I've sold in my life - to raise some cash for the imminent move out into the sticks of East Yorkshire (that cash has now gone, thanks to an expensive grocery trip with my dad). Then went to see Matt and Saf in Walkley, who talked me out of buying a Slovenian scooter whilst making tasty stir-fry. A good day!
Anyway, the point. Got home at barely ten minutes to midnight, after an entertaining bus journey home with some drunkards and a French girl who tried to teach me some of her language (not successful). So got upstairs as flash as possible and watched a minute of Backbone before pausing to brush teeth, get changed, eat and all that jazz. Yeah, it's bending the rules a little but whatever (nothing compared to tomorrow, or rather, yesterday).
Still, the film was still there half an hour later and rewarded me, against expectations! Not that I doubt Alex's taste in films (this being the second loan of his, after Bob Roberts) but I was expecting a modern horror flick, which anyone with sense would despise. Can't abide cheap shocks and unrepentant, unnecessary gore (Hammer Horror, on the other hand...)
Instead this was intelligent, in that 'well-placed metaphors and nicely-lit' way, and though entirely predictable had a few nice plot devices. That said, context plays almost everything in the enjoyment of media, and a Saturday midnight showing is sure to bring out the best of the mood rather than, say, 9am on a Monday morning. So, see the film, but not when you're skiving off work. Yeah.
Oh, and parentheses are awesome, don't let anyone tell you otherwise (never).
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