Caché

The new flat is great.  About halfway through last week I got motivated to trek to Ikea and buy cheap shitty furniture that then took the rest of the week to assemble and think about painting.  But it is all done now save for a lamp, and a sofa bed (due to arrive within next 28 days - nothing in this country happens fast, especially banking and communications...

 

So anyway, with all the new furniture, a new level of comfort was afforded over the weekend, allowing us to eat dinner off a table and sit comfortably while reading a good book by the name of "The Time Travellers Wife" by A Niffenegger.  I'm not normally a fan of romance novels, but this is really very good.  If I were motivated I'd take the idea and write an rpg game based on the concept, but as we all know that ain't likely to happen anytime soon.

 

The area we live in is serviced with an independent cinema - this one.  I am exceptionally glad about this, especially as we are NOT going to get a TV anytime soon.  With this in mind we chose a movie to go and see this weekend, and it was Caché or Hidden as it was advertised in these English speaking parts.  We chose well, and after a very suspenseful 117 odd mins we surfaced into our street with a smile on our face for having an excellent wee cinema within walking distance.  I plan to go to many more films there over the next 12 months.  Incidentally, ironically, metaphorically, shit I don't know, but at least interestingly we surfaced from the film to observe that our local Blockbuster rental place was on fire.

 

The film has one scene that had at least one movie-goer announcing aloud "That's GRIM!"  It wasn't the headless forever-flapping chicken either...  For me it was an especially hard scene to watch as it made me remember vividly the buffalo sacrifice I endured in Indonesia.  I will write further about this.

 

Still jobless and this post is taking precious time away from my applications.  Till later.