sitting in the dark (loving the cinema).

darlings

we’ve been working Strange Hours – very early ones and then sometimes the ones when it’s dark outside and just the hum of nightlife and the odd plane taking off from LAX past the full moon for company.

when we worked as a Journalist *faroffgazeintomiddledistance* we did this too (harder when we had to keep Office Hours but we were so Much Younger in those days).

sometimes the inspiration only flows when the dawn breaks and then when the crickets chirp at twilight and the jasmine scent wafts up to us on the top floor.

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which means there are daylight hours when we need to Recharge.

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and you know what that means, for us:

either going-back-to-bed-with-a-book.

or sitting in the dark and sighing deliciously at the Cinema Screen.

voila!

here’s what we’ve seen very recently:

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this was lovely.

it’s not out in the movie theatres yet – we saw it at a Press Screening, which is always a splendid thing to do – and they have especially comfy seats, usually in a blond cashmere-y decor and nobody makes loud noises with their crisp packets. Just the scratch of the pencil on a yellow legal pad from slightly older critics at the back.

we could tell you what we thought about it Here.

but this is the only one we had time to Review for our friend Arianna – so would you mind reading it over at her place?

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now from an Independent movie dealing with the domestic sphere to something Quite Different –  elysium_ver3_xlg

we LOVED this.

but you won’t UNLESS you love tales of dystopia, Ray Bradbury style science fiction about Other Worlds, how technology might evolve against humanity’s needs, dwindling healthcare provision for undocumented immigrants, racial tension, tattoos, brotherhood in the barrio, love against the odds, fighting injustice, money can’t buy taste, Matt Damon, mind control and not minding some strangely weak dialogue (considering they had a nice big budget) because the Overall Effect is Very Stirring.

then you’ll love it too.

what else have we seen?

well – we hesitated over this one – because the Critics didn’t like it (and people lost their heads today at the production company – not literally but figuratively – because it didn’t do well).

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did we like it?

well, we did not *Love* It (and that pains us to say because you know we only like to say nice things Here).

but if you enjoy looking at beautiful people in beautiful places with fast cars, slick suits, Hanging in the Hamptons for the weekend, (deeply cool) telephony evolutionary devices, suddenly discover A Sense of Moral Outrage and then call their friends with weird glasses and khaki trousers (yes, geeks with shy smiles and a lack of social skills) to Save The Day and triumph against the evils that men do when they have (several) mortgages to pay and (ex) wives to pay (off) – well – if you have a spare 14 bucks (or whatever it costs where you live) – it’s not a bad way to spend an hour or so.

the curious link between all three films (not gathered together as a group on any other blog as far as we can see – which is always nice to be the 1st at anything yet remain humble and appealingly sweet) is the rise in storylines about Millennials and their conflicting moral code with baby boomers and Gen X.

Millennials have learned the hard way (unemployment, rising student debt, shrinking workforce, globalization, harsh skin products) that Nobody Can Have It All and there’s no place like Brooklyn (or similar) if you want to turn on (the vintage vinyl record player), tune in (to spotify) and drop out (of the rat race into your own triple-hyphenate getting-by jobs/start-up life).

which makes one wonder what’s Next.

apparently it’s Moment Mapping.

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you didn’t see that coming did you?

*winningsmiletocamera*

we’ll be there as soon as they send us the introductory email (we love an invite only place – even if it is virtual*)

*because we’re virtual anyway.

btw (as the young people say) thank you for the book recommendations in the comments field from yesterday’s post!

we’re off to visit the Request Materials service right now……….

and it’s 21:24 (that almost-nine-thirty-PM if you’re not familiar with the european clock) so we need to Start work now as who-we-are-in-RL needs some pencils sharpened for her consultancy Life.

we do like to be helpful.

medical leave day 13: german films in the dark cinema while waiting for our glands to grow back (and the Divine DV)

the doorbell rang – not early – but insistently and suddenly there was a very nice man from the FedEx company with a parcel (as you know we Love a Parcel).this was from the elegant, erudite and downright delicious ABM (who has the most flowing script and writes a Very Good Card).

Oh! quelle delight! the package contained the new book about DIANA VREELAND!

we left a croaky (a little more voice everyday) and highly emotional (this cannot come as a surprise to you darlings) voicemail on his machine (which we suppose is virtual these days) to say thank you and will be writing a lovely card (we bought some more from the stationery shop yesterday and love to post letters as you know #smallsimpletasks) first thing in the morning.

divine.

DV.

is truly divine.

we hung the red ribbon from ABM’s parcel in ceremony on the Scavullo portrait (not the original – alas – but a Very Nice Print – well-framed) of Diana Vreeland (on a vivid red mat, naturally) in our main room (we hesitate to call it sitting room as we don’t sit a lot – we lounge and living room sounds silly when one lives in such a small and yet lovely apartment – plus we “live” in all our rooms).

two lovely visits – earlier today Jonathan (took us for a stroll – a lot further than before and happily the rain had stopped as we walked through Washington Square) and, this evening, K took us to UPS to pick up some post that was too big for the mailbox or something of that sort or needed a signature we can’t recall – our mind is a whirl (we’re secretly reading the DV book as we type, looking left occasionally and turning a page – yes! the multi-tasking brain is Back!) and then we went to supper by candlelight very close to the house. it was All Too Much being out as we faded (hopefully gracefully) and came home.

and now – hours later, of course, we’re Wide Awake.

oh – we forgot to mention – on the way back from our walk (like a small black labrador) with our lovely companion Jonathan – we thought we’d see if we were strong enough for the cinema. in the mid-afternoon there are very few people about and we are a tiny bit bored of our apartment as you can imagine after 13 days and so we ventured in, telling ourselves we could always leave if it got too much (the cinema is one of four about three blocks from our place).

we stayed. and we’re so glad we did. we saw Drei (3) (a Foreign Film, yes – we do speak a tiny bit of german) and enjoyed it immensely. the ending was a bit ho-hum to be honest. but the whole effect was a beautiful portrait of three, entwined, 40 (?) somethings who were lost and found each other and then themselves. plus it was european so very duo-chrome and stark and east berlin style housing and vintage paperbacks with curious covers and good art director glasses and unkempt yet well-cut hair and Very Intelligent People. worth seeing.

sitting in the cool darkness of the cinema we had this sensation of our glands growing (because, as you probably recall, they were removed during the 5 hour surgery as they were twisted and sore and destroyed by our tumours/tumors/Tobias and his sisters). it was kinda nice. the idea that while we sat quietly in the dark. bits of us are growing back. and soothing and healing and getting ready for what’s next. whatever that is.

***we DID write to you this morning, darlings. but “something happened” with the laptop. we’re not sure what it was. but it was sort of magical and made us giggle. you see we woke up in something of a Fury. and we made a cup of coffee (after a Decent Interval post the pills we have to take) and we wrote (and Cried a Bit) and wrote and wrote – quite furiously – all about the glass closet and corporate america and homophobia and immigration and sexism and Getting To Be Too Much and What Happened When and there was even some dialogue (very carefully disguised as to Person and Place) and our reaction and their lack of it and there was more. Lots More. and we took a deep breath and felt Very Proud for being all Out There (ahem) and revealing and So There and we PRESSED SEND and went off to run a bubble bath and listen to Radio 4………..

and when we got back there was an error message. the Post had not been Posted.

fancy that.

sometimes darling one Has to Say Something. But the world doesn’t necessarily Have To Read It.

too funny.

it’s never happened before.

we are protected by angels.