I saw Gus Van Sant's 'Elephant' last night.
It's a strange one. The film, based on the Columbine massacre, spends a third of its duration following kids around the school, where all you see are the backs of heads, and all you hear are snatches of dialogue.
Character development? Not a bit of it. Sense of foreboding? Ironically yes, given that the film is largely soundtrack free and the camera meanders through the school hallways for minutes on end. I'd recommend it, if only for its randomness and ambiguity. As with Columbine itself, no motive is explained, and no answers as to why the two young gunmen shot down their schoolmates given.
It's a strange one.
And so to me. I haven't blogged for a few days, and I haven't boozed for a few days. That's a bit Irish, is it not? Also, Billy has assisted me in adding links to his and Cowzer's blogs. Check them out, they make for much less mundane reading.
I'm in Limerick again, second week in a row. It'll be pints for me tonight, I tells ya. Had some good news today, and XXXXX wants me to go into detail. Well, no dice! Suffice to say the boys are happy...