Dinner and a movie
We left the small people with a sitter and went out for dinner and a movie.
The dinner part was at a little pub in Edgartown called The Wren, which could be in a pub in cornwall – the same salty smell of the sea outside, the low (original) oak beams and a wide variety of real ale.
If you order beer, which comes glass tankards, you get given a wooden nickle; collect 500 to get your name on a tankard, collect 1000 and get your name on the back of a bar stool. nice.
The movie part was at the tiny local cinema to see The Squid And The Whale. I was keen to see it as I hadn’t heard of it before last weekend, when I read it tipped for lots of oscar nominations. This was lucky, as it was the only film on.
It’s one of those film that I only enjoyed when it was over. It’s a dark comedy about a divorce that made me feel completely uncomfortable from the moment it started to the dying seconds, when I could become detached enough to realise that it’s good.
There are great performances from everyone, particularly the kids, and the writing is really incredible – which is, of course, what makes it so painful to watch.
Seeing a film with Sarah is great. I’d forgotten how alike we are when it comes to emotional responses to films and tv – she’s just as likely as me to make a really loud accidental comment in a cinema, and loves to shout back at the telly. It makes me feel at home.
We saw Squid & The Whale a couple of weeks ago and I loved it. It reminded me in a few subtle ways of another of the year’s great independent films — You, Me, and Everyone We Know — but I think it was probably the better film.
hey you
Not sure what my comments are doing, but thought i had left you a message to wake up to saying big love to ya, and that i think David’s last book is sublime and one of the most important of our time… thanks for your kind words about my ramblings x
Paul, for some reason half the comments you leave end up being caught in my spam trap… I’m trying to sort it out.
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