I usually listen to the radio on my way home. I used to listen to tapes, but there's something wrong with the player, so I'm stuck (temporarily, I hope) with the radio.
Unfortunately I was conditioned to tune in to Radio 4 from a very young age (it even feels like they have the same presenters) and I'm too lazy to find something else which isn't constant replaying of the same old pop songs. Sometimes I regret this, as what I hear on Radio 4 can bring me close to wrapping my car around a tree in sheer frustration.
But not today. Today was all sweetness and light. They had a review or two of the DVC from Cannes and London. The film was panned. You could almost sense the regret oozing from the reviewers. They were desperate to say something nice (after all, the trad Catholics hate the book, so it must be good, right?) and the best that they could come up with was that it was a very faithful adaptation of the book ...
So I was grinning like a Cheshire cat all the way home!
(but no, Bluewater still haven't put up details of the other films showing this weekend!)
Greetings from north of the river and congratulations on your new blog. Thanks for including me in your list of links!
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