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Interval ice cream at the theatre

My favourite author. I want to go to Lagos.

A meta-horror film just as much about the process of film-making and fear as the narrative itself. The actors are just gasm-ing over the whole thing, possible more than the audience.

'The making of' documentary would have been cool to watch BEFORE the film!

Friday night in with my sister

Less like a novel, more like a semi-autobiographical potted history of Trujillo’s dictatorship in the DR or a collection of short stories - each one from the different perspective of a certain character - Oscar, his sister, his mother etc. All the chapters/stories cover different times, they don’t overlap to make one event clearer or provide multiple perspectives on the same event, nor are they linear. A bit of a family saga, maybe like a more dynamic Emile Zola!

The end of the story is also open-ended. are we meant to rejoice in the fact that Oscar finally becomes a ‘true Dominican’ or is Diaz asking us to question/critique a society which is so unaccepting of people outside their self-imposed cultural stereotypes.

I’ve enjoyed both books I’ve read by Diaz and cannot wait to go to the Dominican Republic (NOT as a spring break holiday but as an exploration of their way of life!) at some point!

Another Headline read, this one was really enjoyable. Set in Mallorca, the landscape is really well described (the author clearly knows it well!)

Things just came to an end rather abruptly on a bit of a cliffhanger, when it would have been nice to see things unfold a little further. 

A good holiday read.

This film was clever because the context of the plot was very ‘dramatic’ and yet for the most part you didn’t see any of this actually happening, the plot focusing on the repercussions of Bob Muldoon’s actions. 

On reflection it was actually far less despairing than I first thought. Rooney Mara’s character brings up her little girl in a healthy, positive way, finding a solid, intelligent guardian angel figure in, ironically, the policeman who is the reason Muldoon’s initially imprisoned.

A bit like Drive in it’s silence and it’s depiction of love as quiet and bubbling under the surface rather than intense and explosively passionate. 

Or a down to earth version of The Notebook. Like the good elements of lots of films brought together. 

P.s. I LOVE Rooney Mara. 

Ridiculous. Like a British Will Ferrell. Joyously shit.

Best film I’ve seen in a while. Amazing ensemble cast.

I was filled with a gut-wrenching despair at the end of the film, involuntarily crying, in the same way that I was at the end of Lars Von Trier’s Melancholia. In the same way that Kirsten Dunst et al could do nothing to stop the end of the world, I felt like the family in August: Osage County could do nothing to resolve the snowball of destruction which unfurled during Bev’s suicide and funeral.

There was no relief - it was like pathetic fallacy - it was so hot out at that family house that everything seemed magnified and doubly as much as an effort. 

I would watch it again to think about it more, definitely.

I was willing to forgive the gaping plot-holes and suspend my disbelief for Now You See Me because I’m one of those people who loves feeling joy and awe at the possibility that magic does exist - when it comes to a magic trick I will happily have the wool pulled over my eyes.