So! Now it’s over. All the Holidays and all the Festivity. If there have been any festive days, that is. For me, I’m pretty glad these weeks now have come to an end.
Not that I’ve had three bad weeks! Not at all! They have been peaceful and quiet. Lots of reading and movie-watching. Kitty-sitting two of the weeks, and some bike-riding when the weather allowed it. And some church-going. Nothing much else to chose from when one wants to see people. And many of them there are my friends, after all.
About Movies! If I had been a bit cautious here, I would have written down the name of all I have seen during these weeks. I’m not and I haven’t. And I don’t even think I remember them all.
If I had been even the slightest more cautious, I would also have written a review of them. Yes, you’re absolutely right. I haven’t. Actually! I hate writing reviews! It doesn’t matter whether it is a movie or a book or anything else. I hate it. I get an odd creepy feeling inside of me, only by thinking of doing it.
But I can mention the ones I remember from these three weeks. This evening I have just finished watching “Breakfast at Tiffany’s” from 1961 with Audrey Hepburn and George Peppard in the leading roles. At first, it seemed to me to be a bit boring, but it turned out really good!
Yesterday I watched “China Town” from 1974 with Jack Nicholson and Faye Dunaway. I hardly recognized that young Jack. Time flies! And the movie was good. It’s kind of liberating to watch a crime story that is told slowly, without quick camera clips and angles, and dark corners and shooting all the time. A story can be really thrilling without hasty clip-clip-clip and darkness!
My favorite Jason Bourne movie, by the way, is “The Bourne Identity” from 1988 with Richard Chamberlain in the leading role, and Denholm Elliot as the doctor. So much more a STORY and not just a lot of shooting and running. And as such, so much more thrilling since it keeps the psychology in the story intact. Also so much more true to Robert Ludlum’s book with the same title which it’s based on.
I’ve also been watching the first seven Batman-movies, and a bunch of Christmas movies. I found the TV-series “Tales of the city” on Netflix, based on Armistead Maupin’s novels. Watched the three old ones, and have begun to watch the one from 2019.
And… I don’t think I remember more. It doesn’t matter. No big deal at all.
At present I’m also hooked on reading. A series of books written in the eighties. I kind of laughed at it in the eighties-nineties something, when everyone (it seemed) read it and said it was the best books they had ever been reading. There are no less than 47 books in that series. I saw them read these pocketbooks, which were more or less warned out, laced with dog-ears and silly (I thought) images on the front. Like those cheap paperback books one could buy at newsstands and kiosks. Mickey Spillane and such.
And now I’m totally hooked! Can easily read one of those books in just a couple of hours! So! What am I talking about? “The legend of the Ice-people” of course, written by the Swedish-Norwegian author Margit Sandemo. And I know you can get it in English.
Now! Let’s Wikipedia take over here: The Legend of the Ice People – I’m to lazy too even try to write a review.
My real writing? Have I been writing during Christmas? Well! Let’s talk about that another day!