Have had a very nice week, mainly consisting of beach-time. (It's ten degrees cooler on the coast). Camber Sands has been covered with crowds, like ants swarming, but luckily there is enough space that we've never had to sit right next to loud, obnoxious families with small, screamingly sunburnt children. Especially glorious on Wednesday, when sea-mist rolled in over the sand and obscured much of the beach: people emerging like ghosts from the mist, etc, and goose pimpled flesh in the temporary pockets of Novemberish air.
Due to a traffic incident the other day, we ended up on the north Kent coast instead -- at Seasalter, where we found some water, some mud and some goats. The water was almost too warm to swim, but I persevered.
Last night I did the 'sociability' thing instead. Met up with
ladymoonray and
zoo_music_girl for dinner at Carluccio's (cinnamon icecream, delicious: fresh sardines, distressingly bony), followed by a walk around the dock (scene of the London Dragon-boat Races) to the multiplex at West India Quay to see Pirates of the Caribbean
The cinema would have been much more pleasant if they'd managed their usual over-chilling. But the film is massively entertaining, historicallyridiculous provocative and nautically laughable adventurous. Johnny Depp in entirely OTT eyeliner! Orlando Bloom after some quality fencing lessons! Keira Knightley complaining about corsetry! Johnny Depp stole the show, though, with a deliciously camp swagger, and braids, and a peculiar West Country / Aussie accent. Almost a caricature and yet oddly convincing.
It's an extremely bloodthirsty film, reminiscent of Hollywood classics such as The Crimson Pirate (Burt Lancaster) but with more irony and post-modernism (heh): and the special effects worked a treat. And the plot wasvery like a sieve undemanding. Brain (and eye) candy.
Much, much funnier than Master and Commander: The Far Side of the World will be. And has morehandbrake starboard anchor turns, too.
Question for today: Is it too hot to go to B-Movie? Is it, indeed, too hot to put on proper clothes and leave my shady, breezy home?
Due to a traffic incident the other day, we ended up on the north Kent coast instead -- at Seasalter, where we found some water, some mud and some goats. The water was almost too warm to swim, but I persevered.
Last night I did the 'sociability' thing instead. Met up with
The cinema would have been much more pleasant if they'd managed their usual over-chilling. But the film is massively entertaining, historically
It's an extremely bloodthirsty film, reminiscent of Hollywood classics such as The Crimson Pirate (Burt Lancaster) but with more irony and post-modernism (heh): and the special effects worked a treat. And the plot was
Much, much funnier than Master and Commander: The Far Side of the World will be. And has more
Question for today: Is it too hot to go to B-Movie? Is it, indeed, too hot to put on proper clothes and leave my shady, breezy home?
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