Well I didn’t watch The Pianist last night, plumping for something familiar instead, namely Fargo. I’ve had the DVD for a while but I think it’s only the second time I’ve watched it. Probably not everyone’s cup of tea, but it’s dark humour and languid pace matched my mood perfectly. I also forgot just how watchable Steve Buscemi is, particularly playing the ‘on the edge’ loose moralled type.
Ohh and I also caught part of a programme about martial arts on BBC3. They had an expert if preying mantis style kung fu demonstrating his ability to withdraw his testicles into his body to protect them during battle. The presenter of the show even checked, warily, and completely freaked out “There’s nothing there!”.
Anyway, we are just back from the first round of Christmas shopping, which was hugely unsuccessful as we hadn’t really planned it and ended up buying some stuff for the house. We got back to news that Louise’s brother is currently in hospital getting scanned for a suspected punctured kidney. We’re awaiting more news.