A post written to the sound of fireworks…
At this very moment, I’m having a short break from some reading that I’m desperately trying to get done. The book has to be finished for Wednesday. Anyway, to fill this little gap, and before I head off to bed to do my final leg of reading for the evening, I’ll talk a little about a film I went to see over the weekend with my friends.
When there’s a large group of you, it’s always going to be a bit of a struggle to get everyone else to see the film you want to see. It appeared that on Saturday, we were split into three camps; those wanting to see the new Ian Curtis film, ‘Control’, those wanting to see ‘Stardust’ and those who just couldn’t care less. Personally, I was all in favour of ‘Control’. After convincing the ‘Stardust’ party that their film was too childish (which I based solely on the fact that it’s a PG), we ended up going to see my choice.
I thought the film was brilliant. True, it was never going to be an uplifting experience but considering the subject matter, I was surprised at the number of times I found myself laughing - and let me assure you that is not due to a sick sense of humour. Also, a lot of the laughs came from the band’s manager, who had an extremely blunt way of dealing with people. That aside, though, it was, for the most part, a fantastic film. Being shot in black and white worked brilliantly, too; although I’m sure one of my friends would say otherwise. So, if you’ve not already seen it, get down to the cinema to see ‘Control’ as soon as possible.
Well, It’s now about time that I got back to doing some reading. I can’t see myself getting to sleep all that easily tonight either, as it’s now just after half past eleven at night and the fireworks are only just starting to stop going off. As for the parties, though, they’re still roaring. Ah well, I do love the smell on bonfire night! Weird, eh?
