Three days in a row now I have gone with a different friend to see something that turns out to have a dark and despairing view of individual fates and the relationships between people. On Thursday it was Pinter’s The Homecoming, last night was No Country for Old Men, and then this afternoon was a European puppet show Fabrik about a nice Jewish guy who ends up exterminated by the Nazis. At least the puppet show had singing and dancing.
So this evening I cleanse my palette. I am off now to see Definitely, Maybe, because sometimes you just have to get off your cultural high horse and take in a good romantic comedy.
Know what I mean?