The intention with this - hopefully - is to post shorts on movies I've watched during the week.
Let's see how I go.
The intention with this - hopefully - is to post shorts on movies I've watched during the week.
Let's see how I go.
This was a tough one. Ellwood and Gaunt, both 17, desperately in love with each other, but not wanting the other to find out, are on the cusp of World War 1.
At 17, they're both too young to enlist, but the War comes for both young men.
Their relationship comes to a head in the trenches, and in the brief, quiet spaces in between, but that doesn't mean there's going to be a happy ending.
There's something relentless about In Memoriam, in the way it pulls you in to the trenches with Gant and Ellwood, and all the young men they know and get to know over the course of the war.
The book is interspersed with lists of the injured and dead, printed in the newspapers, and - for me the most hauntingly - in Gaunt and Ellwood's boarding school paper.
This is one of those books - it's well-written, and it has stuck with me, but "enjoyment" is the wrong word for how I felt reading it.
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Another week has sped by somehow. Capitalism once again trapped me in its ancient jaws and I was forced to work for a living. I was feeling out of sorts on Thursday, so took a sick day, and let Son of Mine take a day as well. We both tucked up in the living room and watched The King's Speech, a movie I have not watched in many years.
I went to my friend's place as usual last night, for cross-stitching and reality TV watching. We're currently watching Survivor: Australia vs the World, and the Celebrity Traitors UK. I love the Traitors, it's my favourite show.
I'm working on a Stormtrooper cross-stitch kit that's destined to be a Christmas present for Son of Mine, and also have a couple of older WIPs on the go.
We went to the library today, and I borrowed books but they're all the way across the room and I cannot remember any of the titles. I also rented the Jodie Foster season of True Detective as I've been wanting to watch that for a while.
Son of Mine and I watched A Knight's Tale this afternoon. I found a copy of it in one of the local Op shops - I go quite frequently and one of the things I do is scour the DVDs and books. Also the clothes - I've found some nice cardigans, a very nice work skirt - and a formal outfit that I wore to the aforementioned (in a previous post) work event.
Anyway.
I finished In Memoriam by Alice Winn last week. It's very good, but can be hard to get through as the bulk of the book is set in the trenches of World War 1. I'm still reading The Royal Wardrobe by Rosie Harte, and the Wolves of the Calla by Stephen King. I also started The Eye of Ra by Michael Asher, which I randomly found on a bookshelf when I was moving things around. I think I bought it at either an Op shop or the yearly Rotary sale, but I really don't remember.
Son, friend of mine and I went to a book sale at a small country school a few weeks ago, and I still have the books I bought from there in a bag as I have absolutely nowhere to put them. As Terry Pratchett apparently said, "If you have enough book space, I don't want to talk to you." He'd be loving my house at the moment!!
How about you? How's your week? What are you reading?
Anyway.
The Sunday Post – a chance for a chat and a catch-up – is hosted by Kimberly, here: https://
Let’s see … I’m a bit rusty after so long. Some highlights:
I’m currently reading a non-fiction book called The Royal Wardrobe by Rosie Harte, which is a non-fiction look at royal history – specifically British royal history – through the lens of fashion. Each chapter or so is about a different monarch, so it’s not a deep dive, but it is interesting.
One of my goals this year was to finish The Dark Tower Series by Stephen King, and I’m not sure if I’m going to get there, although I’m nearly halfway through Wolves of the Calla, which is book 5, so we shall see. I’m also reading In Memoriam by Alice Winn, about two young men who fall in love against the backdrop of World War I. I’m loving it so far, but given the setting I’m braced for sadness.
How about you? How was your week? What are you reading?
It is 1918. The Great War is dragging on in mud and filth and blood.
In Halifax, Canada, nurse Laura is struggling with tragedies of her own. She had been a nurse in Belgium but was sent home after her hospital was bombed. She then lost her mother when a ship in the harbour exploded.
Her brother Freddie - a solider - is lost somewhere overseas, presumed dead.
However, Freddie isn't dead. Trapped in a pillbox with a German soldier that Freddie only knows as Winter, they fight their way out and across No Man's Land against extraordinary odds.
However, they can't survive alone, and there's a very bad man with a violin who is looking for stories ...
The Warm Hands of Ghosts is a lot of things - it's a family saga in a way, as Laura and Freddie fight to find each other. It's a war story in the most intimate and tragic sense of the word, and it's a love story, with as many layers to that description as you can think of.
It's also a ghost story, and blindingly beautiful and tragic.
Katherine Arden wrote The Winternight Trilogy, which I did greatly enjoy.
But The Warm Hands of Ghosts is on another level of elevation, and I loved it.
First, thank you for the kind words about Freya. Her ashes are now home with us, and I miss her greatly.
Okay.
I worked 6 days last week as my roster is temporarily changing to Tuesdays to Saturdays. It means I'll have Mondays off and I am not upset about that. I don't mind working Saturdays - I hate working Sundays.
Son of Mine turned 17 (somehow) this month and I feel VERY old. And tired.
What else have I been doing? Working. Reading. Stitching. Getting colder as winter is coming.
I've been watching Ripley on Netflix, which is very good and Feud Season 2 on Disney, about Truman Capote and his "Swans" which is also very good.
I finished The Hobbit, and The Warm Hands of Ghosts. AND The Sittaford Mystery by Agatha Christie.
I've decided to pick up The Dark Tower again as well. I got part way through book 4 and stalled out due to the very extended flashback. I'm not a big fan of flashbacks in general and this one is something like 500 pages. But I do want to finish the series so I'm chipping away at 10 or so pages as often as I can. I've read about 100 pages that way so it is working.
I'm also re-reading The Lord of the Rings now that I've finished The Hobbit.
How about you? How's your week? What are you reading?
You know when you come home on a Friday night and you just want something short, fun and stupid but you want to watch a movie?Right here. This is the one. Actually any of the Bill & Ted movies would work but this is what Netflix suggested so I went with it.
Uh ... something something, music. Something something time travel.
Dave Grohl and Kid Cudi are in it for some reason?
Lower your expectations. Lower than that. Lower. Lower. There you go. Bill & Ted Face the Music is nothing but a good time. :)
And now, for a complete shift in tone. The Happy Prince was, apparently, a passion project for Rupert Everett. He stars as Oscar Wilde in his last, fading days in Paris.
There are flashbacks to previous times and the narrative of Mr Wilde's incredibly sad fairy story is woven throughout the narrative. There are a couple of surprising cameos from the likes of Colin Firth and Tom Wilkinson, but it's really Everett's film.
Colin Morgan takes on the rather thankless role of Bosie, and manages to restrain himself from chewing the scenery.
The heart of the movie - for me - was Edwin Thomas as Robbie Ross, a long-time friend of Oscar Wilde's who stuck by him through everything. Definitely worth watching.
I'm trying to show Son of Mine some fun/classic movies he may not have seen.
Last week .... work set the same trap for me it always does, so I had to go to the office.
Vet: "Her heart is beating way faster than it should be. I want to test for hyperthyroidism.
Me, who is ALREADY paying out of pocket for Lily's hyperthyroidism (internally) NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. Luckily, Freya does not have it, she just has bad teeth which are making her feel unhappy. She already had teeth out about three years ago, but now her back molars have to go. I have tomorrow and Tuesday off work (pre-arranged, nothing to do with cats) so I'll be taking her in for surgery in the morning.
We came fourth at quiz on Wednesday, and I got drafted for a fundraiser quiz on Thursday. They're always for a good cause, but I hate fundraiser quizzes because they take so long and it's a gamble for how well they're organised. This one .... was not. I got dragged into it because a friend was one of the people organising it. I think we came third, but I left early as I had work the next day.
Friday night I completely powered down. I watched TV I think.
Saturday morning Son of Mine and I went to the library, and we re-watched some Good Place, and Golden Girls. Saturday night I went to my friend's as usual. We finished a show, so watched The Happy Prince, a Rupert Everett movie about the last days of Oscar Wilde.
Today Son of Mine and I watched National Treasure and I worked on a couple of blackwork projects I have on the go.
I had to DNF A Curse Dark as Gold - I was struggling with it more than I was enjoying it and life is too short. So now I'm reading Pet by Catherine Chidgey and I think I'm going to re-read an Agatha Christie, as I finished RuPaul's memoir.
How about you? How's your week? What are you reading?
Let me see... work happened to me again somehow as I was not the lucky winner of the $30 million Lotto powerball at the weekend. I worked yesterday as well, filling in for a workmate who was on holiday. Six day weeks are no fun but the overtime will certainly disappear into bills and Son of Mine's birthday as soon as I blink. He'll be 17 next month, somehow.
We came third at quiz on Wednesday night, so we're not having the greatest run but at least we placed.
My work bestie who moved away in February was down this week to visit her family and gather more of her stuff so we had a dinner date on Thursday night. It was absolutely the best to see her, but now I miss her even more.
Friday night I watched Bill and Ted Face the Music, which was exactly the 90 minutes of stupid fun I needed.
Today I was feeling a bit ... ehn. I think because of working six days, and Son of Mine had a friend over last night for a sleepover. I just needed to get out on my own for a bit. So I went and bought myself some new pillows and went to the library. It was exactly what I needed.
I didn't do much this afternoon, some stitching while trying not to fall asleep.
I'm still reading RuPaul's memoir, and A Curse Dark as Gold. My endeavour this week is to make time for more reading and stitching, and less for Instagram reels which are my Achilles heel.
Anyway. How about you? How's your week? What are you reading?
Sam Vimes just wants to do his job, and go home at the end of his shift.
But - somehow - he gets dragged into the war.
Mr Sir Terry Pratchett had a wonderful knack of highlighting the absolute absurdity of aspects of the human condition. In this case, he turned his laser gaze on the absurdity and tragedy of war.
Jingo is hilarious, while also making some very, very savage points.
The trouble with reading a new-new book, that's the first book in a series, and is very, very good, and was published in January ... there's no book 2 out yet.
I have to admit, I have not kept up with the Marvel multi-verse.
There's just too much. I haven't watched Ms Marvel, and I'm sure there are others that feed into this, but it didn't really matter.
I went into The Marvels with VERY low expectations, but I ended up enjoying it very much of a lot.
I mean, to me, the plot is something, something, something aliens, but what the movie hinges on is the forming bond between Captain Marvel, Ms Marvel and Captain Monica Rambeau.
They all find out accidentally that they can swap places with each other, and everything just descends into chaos from there.
Also there are alien kittens.
Super fun, full of heart and honestly a great watch.
I have a weakness for heist stories. And found family stories.
Often, these two things seem to go together, and that's the case with Lift.
Kevin Hart leads a crew of thieves who specialise in "lifting" works of art to liberate them from private collectors.
After they've "lifted" a Van Gogh, the crew gets tangled up with Interpol, who are trying to bring down an international terrorist who profits off natural disasters.
He's expecting a delivery of $500 million in gold bars, which is where the crew comes in. Because Interpol hires them to steal the gold.
Is the premise ridiculous? Yes. Was I entertained? Also yes. It was fun.
Nicolas Cage as Dracula, and Nicholas Hoult as the hapless Renfield, set in modern-day New York. This movie is not going to win any awards for greatness, but it's the kind of stupid fun that's entertaining for 90 minutes.
Not ideal if you have a weak stomach though, as it is also VERY gory.
Fun, but gory.
My question here is - why. Why Road House. The original is fine as it is, and honestly - go watch that instead.
I sat through the whole movie (the new one) and honestly I was mostly just ... bored. And confused.
It's set in modern-day Florida for some reason? Like, that doesn't make sense to me? And Dalton has a backstory, which I don't like. Mysterious drifter? Yes. Former MMA fighter with a Dark Past? Meh.
And - I don't know - the antagonist was mostly just annoying rather than deeply, deeply evil. He was an awful person but I did not care what happened to him.
One of the things that drove the original - for me - was the soundtrack. This time around a different band plays every night and I just couldn't connect to it.Stick with Patrick Swayze.
Sir David Suchet's portrayal of Agatha Christies Hercule Poirot is possibly one of the most recoginsable TV characters of the past 30 years or so.
One of the reasons, I believe, is the thought and effort David Suchet put into bringing Poirot to life.
It's easy to play Poirot as a caricature or entirely for humour or indeed to miss the point of him entirely (looking at you, Kenneth Branagh) but David Suchet dove into the character himself - before he even brought him to life on screen.
Poirot and Me dives into that transformation, and the consideration and thoughtfulness brought to bringing him to life solidifies the little Belgian detective as a truly great fictional character.
David Suchet has written a truly fascinating memoir centered around the TV show, the character, and how Poirot impacted his life in some very unexpected ways.
Summer and Leo are con artists, living in Summer's van and travelling around California, looking for the next grift.