Bourne with a silver spoon

The Bourne Legacy

LPL can pick a film. It's like the reverse effect of AD picking cricket matches. To miss. She talked me into going tonight. I was nervous of dozing off. Early starts mean early finishes lately. At least half the action took place after my bed time.

We discovered that I've now joined BLISS in truly not knowing who anyone is. There's Bourne the second (Bourne Again?) who flees the programme (Bourne Free?) played by someone who resembles Huey out of the Fun Loving Criminals. The only other one I recognised is Stacy Keach.

Anyway. Great motorbike chase. Plenty of action. Locations all over the globe. Even some still photos of Matt Damon. Great entertainment. LPL's right about the late night audience, too. Less sweet-rustling, toilet to-and-froing, and minimal disturbance. Good call.

Do not distriub

Listening to Joe Jackson's Rain album, I got distracted and had to retype disturbance just now. That reminded me of a camping trip when I lived in Wales. We were probably around twelve years old, and were up late being noisy and feeling giddy, one of the boys having nicked a few of his mum's Capstan Full Strength. There were two little brothers along in their own little two-man tent. Fed up of our noise and mickey-taking, they hung a DO NOT DISTRIUB sign on their tent. That didn't calm down the noise or joshing any.

The only thing that could've made it funnier would've been the backward 'S' thing.

The Experiment

The other film this week was The Experiment. Role playing experiment. Prisoners and guards. Naturally the guards get out of hand, the prisoners rebel, all that.

What sells the whole thing, is Forest Whitaker doing a nut-job portrayal up there with Jack Nicholson at his best (in my opinion). Superb.

Joe Jackson

Jackson is like our Donald Fagen. If you're going to make everything smooth and over-produced, then you have to combine studio nous and the best session musicians available, and unashamedly go for it. Sounds bipolar, I know, but it's either one or the other. We're either turning out Aja, or something altogether more raw and spontaneous sounding.

Rain has the strong songs, the jazz just under the surface, the willingness to go beyond the three minute verse, verse, chorous, verse, chorous, chorous thing. I like this a lot.

Something fixed stayed fixed...

...for once. A small triumph, but I'm not on a good run, so small mercies and everything. I stuck the toe guard back onto my bat, and it stayed there (for one innings, at least). I took BO'S advice: contact adhesive, and, no matter how boring it sounds, read the instructions on the packet. Even if you then ignore most of them.