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tadorna at 12:56pm on 22/10/2006 under alan bennett, comedy, depression, food, knitting, pete & dud, tv
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Are there any objections to me staying in bed for the rest of my life? Good.
My moods are like the shipping forecast. Good. Good. Moderate becoming good. Moderate becoming variable. Complex low, slow-moving and filling. Stay in bed forever, veering westerly. Rockall, Malin, occasional rain. Hebrides, Bailey, Fair Isle, Faeroes, Southeast Iceland. Severe gale 8, decreasing 4 or 5. And now, The Archers.
Blah.
Things I have done this weekend: chocolate brownies - bit overdone but nice. Finished knitting a shawl which has mutated over the months from Christmas present to Mother's Day present to birthday present to... something that will one day be finished. And now it is... nearly. We finally watched that Pete & Dud documentary, Not Only But Always, which was good. Rhys Ifans was scarily like Peter Cook. I wrote a sort of Pete & Dud fic in 2002. Doesn't time fly, eh? Now I feel all sad and nostalgic about lots of things. Sad stories...
I'm still on an Alan Bennett thing, it seems. There was an article about him and The History Boys in last month's Sight and Sound -- interesting. There was one bit that particularly struck me:
I really like that - 'soft, blurred but sometimes murderous'. And again:
So there you go - some reasons I like Alan Bennett. Gah, anyway. I'm sick of myself ... who has fun stuff? Anyone?
My moods are like the shipping forecast. Good. Good. Moderate becoming good. Moderate becoming variable. Complex low, slow-moving and filling. Stay in bed forever, veering westerly. Rockall, Malin, occasional rain. Hebrides, Bailey, Fair Isle, Faeroes, Southeast Iceland. Severe gale 8, decreasing 4 or 5. And now, The Archers.
Blah.
Things I have done this weekend: chocolate brownies - bit overdone but nice. Finished knitting a shawl which has mutated over the months from Christmas present to Mother's Day present to birthday present to... something that will one day be finished. And now it is... nearly. We finally watched that Pete & Dud documentary, Not Only But Always, which was good. Rhys Ifans was scarily like Peter Cook. I wrote a sort of Pete & Dud fic in 2002. Doesn't time fly, eh? Now I feel all sad and nostalgic about lots of things. Sad stories...
I'm still on an Alan Bennett thing, it seems. There was an article about him and The History Boys in last month's Sight and Sound -- interesting. There was one bit that particularly struck me:
In Bennett's work, it's the innocent who get it in the neck. Or if not the innocent, the timid: those who fail to grab the main chance and get shafted for their reticence [...] "The biggest handicap for a writer is to have had a decent upbringing," Bennett muses; raised not to fib or brag, he has been thrown back on modesty and his disabling scruples. One of those scruples involves his determination to distinguish between timidity and virtue. "Shy is a gentle word," he reflects, "soft, blurred but sometimes murderous." Shy is usually trampled by swagger on the cinema screen, but Bennett insists that we pay it attention.
I really like that - 'soft, blurred but sometimes murderous'. And again:
Alan Bennett is loved by his public, occasionally to a disconcerting degree. His voice, spoken and written, has woven itself into a certain strand of British culture, yet his status as national uncle doesn't quite square with the scalding anger that courses through his autobiographical writing and inflects his other work. His diaries rage at crassness and unkindness. Ignored by a receptionist while making a hospital appointment: "I long to drag her across the counter and shake her till her dentures drop out" and exhort her to "Be nice, you cow!"
So there you go - some reasons I like Alan Bennett. Gah, anyway. I'm sick of myself ... who has fun stuff? Anyone?
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not moi. i don't even have any gingerbread. sorry, duck.
b.x :(
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*feels your forehead*
are you okay, duckling? *anxious*
i didn't even have brekkie today, just coffee.
b.x :)
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I never noted down who the artists were when I downloaded these I'm afraid. They are quite pretty though. :)
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Hi, Duckie!
Alan Bennett really is marvellous. *nods sagely*
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Alan Bennett really is marvellous.
Is true. I just ordered Untold Stories along with the customary other two things to get it above the free deliver threshold. I should be banned from Amazon, really.
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You need not fear the typo!
Amazon is evol.
*nods even more sagely*
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This weekend I have eaten chinese takeaway and watched King Arthur with the new roommate, although for various reasons (one of which involves me
not having left this room yetonly having gone far enough to make a cup of tea today) she is not yet my actual roommate, being in a different building some small distance away. And it's raining.Fun stuff? I don't know. I found a post wherein
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<---- ignorant American here.
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Here's Alan Bennett on Wikipedia. I recommend his Talking Heads TV monologues if you can get hold of them.
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Thanks for the link.
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Well, I basically thought it had some very very good bits in it, but wasn't sure how well it all hung together. Although that's generally not a great problem for me. Also, it seemed to me very obviously made for the stage rather than the screen.
I loved the songs and the film clip recreations in the classrooms, and I loved Hector talking to Posner about poetry - about reading being like 'someone reaching out a hand', and I loved the Irwin/Dakin flirting. And I loved Mrs Lintott.
I did wonder how I might have reacted to this film if I hadn't known it was by Alan Bennett, being a fan and being familiar with his earlier work. Particularly the ending, with Posner's seemingly inevitable development into another Hector - the repressed gay teacher who 'doesn't touch the boys...'
That's as much as my brain can manage tonight - killed by NaNoWriMo. :)
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Heh. When I asked what you thought of it, I thought you were talking about the stage play -- the only thing I'd seen at the time. Having seen the movie now, I would say I prefer it to the play. There were elements of the play that upset me, which they either changed or did away with entirely in the movie. Also, the character of Posner is treated much better in the movie than in the play.
Posner was my absolute, absolute favorite, and while in a way it makes sense for him to turn into another Hector, I'm sorely tempted to write fic where he makes peace with himself -- possibly after Lockwood's funeral, definitely before he's sixty -- and finds himself a nice boy. Possibly Scripps. Or maybe Will Stanton.
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Were you to actually do this, I should be forced to follow you to your house and take up residence under your bed in order to stalk you more effectively and just generally creep you out as reward for being brilliant.
So you'd better not.
:)
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Can I tell you the plot?
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http://www.voyezleseffetssecondaires.ca/
Turn on your speakers. It starts off in French, but all you have to do is click Passez au Salon, and wait for a sec, and English will appear at the lower left. Then click through to the Living Room, select a product, and then click for side effects.
And I presume you've seen the awesome OK Go treadmill music vid you youtube?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NINJQ5LRh-0
oh, and there's a great collection of lightbulb jokes on
http://resonant8.livejournal.com/139822.html?page=2#comments
Um, that's all I got at the moment.
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(oh *come on* you knew i was going to ask!)
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Now just has to have its ends woven in and be blocked.
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Oh COOL! did you enjoy making it? was it your first shawl? i've really got into shawl-making recently, though it's more about the knitting of them, than the wearing of them at the moment.
http://del.icio.us/oscarcat/shawl :)
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I did enjoy making that shawl, but I'm not entirely convinced it was a success. It was kind of small for a shawl. My mum was ecstatic on first being presented with it, but after she'd walked around the house in it and had it fall off a number of times, she came back and said, 'How about if I sew some buttons on it?' To which I responded with a sort of ungracious howl of rage. I told her she just wasn't draping it right, all right? and did she realise just how long it took me to make and so on and etc. To which responded that of course, it was lovely and there was absolutely nothing wrong with it, she just thought... buttons...
It was that sort of Christmas, really.
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And Alan Bennett is very much love. ^_^
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I should get an Alan Bennett icon, I think.
Palm sex & Nerd Bling
Fun things from Poule's World:
1. new words!
Palm sex.....when you point your palm pilot at someone else's and swap stuff.
Nerd bling....is wearing your memory stick as a necklace.
2. Lustfulness
I have been watching Depeche Mode Live in Milan. Closely. It is a mystery as to how Dave Gahan's trousers stay up/on. One I would like to solve in a practical way.
poule x
Re: Palm sex & Nerd Bling
hotsweatysexgod speaks.....
I've got my eye on you, Sheldrake....
Re: hotsweatysexgod speaks.....
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Have replied to your other journal.
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Also: Torchwood. Where are the downloads? I need to know.
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Torchwood! Wednesday, BBC2, 9pm. Be there or be square or tape it.
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Ruth and David are having problems, and she's mucking around with Sam in the cowshed.
I am thinking of slashing David and Sam. I've never slashed radio before. (You have, haven't you?)
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Have I slashed radio? It sounds like the sort of thing I'd do, but I don't remember actually having done it.
But you must slash David and Sam!
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