Lord of
War with Rob at the megaplex on George St. Not bad. A
pastiche of Fight Club (and sundry others) narrative style and
a Leaving
Las Vegas-esque performance from Cage. Good to see Jared Leto
again, last sighted by me in Requiem for
a Dream so many years ago.
I see that France has beaten England 31 to 6 in the Six Nations Rugby, in France. One must begin to think that France will win the (rather scrappy) competition this year, and is on track to thrash all comers at the next world cup.
I hear they're playing rugby in the Southern Hemisphere presently but there's no way I'm following that until it's cold enough for a blanket on the bed.
At the Verona. A tad predictable and unreal, seemed a bit (too)
disjunctive, not quite sure what it wanted to be. A fleshing-out of the
short. Viggo convinces as the wide-eyed Indiana (or Oregon) boy, less so as
Mr Philadelphia (too wooden). The last half is pretty much
paint-by-the-numbers. Somehow pretty good for all of that, but not a patch
on the David Lynch movie it was trying to be.
At the Academy Twin. Scarlett stole the show, as is increasingly her
wont. Not helped by some clunky editing and touristic cinematography.
A gift from Cath in September 2005 (read in Feb/Mar 2006).
