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Sunday, February 27, 2005

Gerry

Well, that's probably the last time Julie comes to the movies with me : (

Out last night with the lovely Julie and the lovely Alana to see 'Gerry', now four years old but, I thought, worth a look. The overall opinion: AJ enjoyed the first half very much but the second less so, and Julie can now tell you how many seats there are in that cinema (adding insult to injury - the poor lass had just fallen down a set of stairs, bruising herself quite horribly in the process).

For myself, I enjoyed the idea of the film very much. I applauded the absence of background music and dialogue, and relished the long, long shots where you could watch the light fade in the background over some quite stupendous landscapes. I think it was supposed to make you feel uncomfortable; in the beginning I was willing on the conversation, trying to push the plot along - like forcing yourself to meditate - but once I relaxed into it the cinematography became almost hypnotic.

That said, however, 'Plan 9' could tell this film something about shot length. I appreciate the point that was being made, but they really did overdo it in parts. AJ maintains that the relationship between the two men was handled very well; I admired it but would have liked to have seen more still - but then I missed a crucial plot development right at the end and had to have my interpretation corrected later : ) Silly girl. Still - seldom has the discussion of any film I've been to in company carried on for so long after leaving the cinema.

Got home from taking the family to lunch today and was attacked by the dome of my lovely (glass) cake keeper. I have no idea what I did to dislodge it (the crumble in it wasn't one of my best efforts, but I didn't think suicide was the answer), but as I opened the door the bloody thing leapt off the top of the fridge and through the window, smashing into a million pieces in the courtyard. It was a present, and I felt quite remarkably upset seeing it lying all over the sage. Come home, Lauren - you need to help me choose another one.

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