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August 31, 2007


Sounds like fun! That's a terrific photo - captures the otherworldly quality of seeing movies during the day so well.

The London Film Festival is starting soon - I'll definitely look out for Flying Lessons. By the way, it's a Hindu (person who professes the Hindu religion) not a Hindi (language) :-)

Thanks for the compliment, Dave, and the correction, Planethalder. I'm sorry - I'll go and fix that right now.

The one downside of a blog of such high quality is the temptation for those of a yang disposition to live vicariously...

I'm with Saif absolutely. This is the closest I'm going to get to a film festival - indeed, to a cinema - for the foreseeable future. Thanks for so vivid an account.

There have been so many time that movies have affected me like that. I remember coming out of "The Killing Fields" and not being able to talk for hours. And of coming out of "Dances With Wolves" feeling I was returning to a lesser world. Or shouting at the buildings in downtown Boston when Marcello Mastroniani's character in "Dark Eyes" doesn't return to Russia to claim his love. Books have done the same thing, including last week finishing "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows" and feeling I was losing a friend. This effect is part of why I write... I want others to feel it and to be moved by words or pictures.

Really good reflections. Thanks.




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