Go Home

Bah humbug and malice and trolls. Muddy skies and filthy streets. Still they change nothing, make only themselves feel better, and the Ones on the top of their towers continue to do what they want. Don‘t think you are changing anything. The Ones are there to do what they want, not what you desire. Even if they do let their tossed coins fall down on your favoured side, it is never because you were there, with your tousled hair and brightened eyes, but because they wanted to change or let themselves move that way. You can never sway the vote with such petty actions, no more than it is possible to reprogram a living entity with computerised thoughts. You cause may be worthy but your time is wasted. Go home, love your family, look after yourselves and rethink what you can do to really make a mark to the better, for us all, for us all.

Woody Allen in the Dark

I finally got around to seeing Toy Story 3 the other day, in the morning on a school day. There were eight people in the cinema in total - four adults and four kids (including myself). We were nearly outnumbered by those wily Pixar loving grown ups. The film was good but the 3D blew. I would have much rather watched it in the regular and accepted fashion. For what I got out of the 3D, it was taken away by the realisation that I looked like Woody Allen in a dark room for over ninety minutes. What is it with the current obsession with filming everything in 3D anyways? Come on, I'm not three years old, just show me the goddamn movie.
I didn't have any snacks durning the film because my pipework needed clearing and I wasn't daring enough to risk any premature urges to unclog said pipework as the only option was to partake in a little public convenience. Even though I hardly find it a convenient place to do anything, and especially when you have to cope with the lack of oxygen going to your brain during the whole experience as you've got your breath held in an effort to avoid the biological warfare that haunts those places. maybe the Ladies was better. I doubt it. S.H.