Since gearing down a few notches, I’ve started watching movies again. That is, as opposed to my usual evening passtime of coding, coding, coding. This usually followed a day of coding, coding, coding (and mostly swearing awful vengance against Microsoft Engineers responsible for Internet Explorer).

However, that is now over. I’m watching stuff.

One movie I’ve watched recently, and which I’m watching again tonight is Fay Grim.

I have to admit that — and if I’m watching it again, this should be obvious to my more discerning readership — that I really enjoyed this movie.

It was an unexpected twist on the preceding movie Henry Fool. In fact, it takes the whole story and what you expected and assumed is actually totally incorrect. Henry was being — in opposition to the generally held fact — completely truthful. Fay Grim expands on the notebooks that Henry wrote and takes it somewhere unexpected.

It’s an odd movie, Fay Grim, not blockbuster material, definitely an art-house piece; and it’s not going to please everyone.

But it pleased me.

Fay Grim is playing at the Nova cinema at the moment…

And here’s another review, written by a great lady.

An auspicious moment: 1000 hits on the blog.

Ah, me public.

I’d like to thank my producer, my publicist, friends and family…

I feel so lurrrrved.

Gold, Gold, Gold!

Thanks to Ms. November for this one.

Help bring back Firefly and Serenity by joining the boards…

New years resolution: I resolve not to look at news websites unless URLs are forwarded to me.

I shall not browse, I shall not read the headlines, I shall not delve into sub-pages, for the whole thing is getting me down.

I have a stack of books I want to read right here and I’ll look at them instead.

…move on, nothing to see here…

Isn’t technology wonderful?

Here I am, I’ve just watched Yet Another Doctor Who episode, with a PC on one side (which I’m backing-up, then going to reformat – Muahahaaaa, take THAT Microsoft – for a friend) a Mac on the other, a cat on the chair beside me (all right, he’s not technology, but it’s a nice touch) and to add to the mix, I’ve just been told via a BBC announcement over the end of the episode that I can hear writer Mark Gatisss right now on BBC3 and the champagne lifestyle awaits on The National Lottery Jetset.

Just like being there, ey?

Well, I’ve just bawled my eyes out after seeing School Reunion. Twice in-fact.

I hate goodbyes.

Bring on Season 2.

Well, Doctor Who season 1 (new stuff) was awesome. The payoff at the end was a kicker…

Shows how much I’ve changed!

Avoiding episode 1 seems to have helped. I’ve seen that one already anyway. I liked Christopher Eccleston and freely admit that I teared up when he was dying.

I don’t like goodbyes.

I’d love to have seen him do more though. Very good in the part, he was.

The dialogue was good too, the exchanges worked well. And the final Kiss before Captain Jack went off to face the Daleks was appropriate, interesting and a great touch.

And I fully expect my glorious friends to bag me stupid for this 180 degree turnaround. Well, I’m a woman, I’m entitled to change my mind!

Strangely enough though, one of the reasons I avoided it was that I was scared I’d lose creativity. I’ve kept myself in a vacuum entertainment-wise for a year and a bit because of this issue. And at the time I was right; I needed isolation to let my mind do its thing.

But my mind is a different one now, and Doctor Who is a part of things.

As I’ve said already: Out with the old…