I go in spates. Sometimes I'll go a year without a movie, then see several in a row.
Lately, there hasn't been much worth paying to see.
I never feel guilty about not watching a movie to its conclusion. If I go to sleep, it's the movie's fault.
I found myself interested in my reaction to two movies I rented after being doped for the removal of three wisdom teeth. They were the new issue of "Casino Royale" and "World Trade Center." The former was supposed to be a thriller, but I went to sleep early on and never bothered to rerun it for the rest. The latter, shot mostly in the dark of the ruins of the WTC set, was sluggish but I was riveted to the story and finished it without stopping on the same day.
I guess it was just my reaction to the dope I got. It was said to be laughing gas, Nitrous Oxide, a compound that my GGGGreat Grandfather, Humphry Davy, studied in depth by sniffing it at parties with Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Robert Burns, and Mary Shelley. He died at an early age, but not before isolating and naming aluminum, sodium, and several other elements on the periodic chart. There's even a poem about him.
"Sir Humphry Davy
Abominated Gravy.
He suffered the odium
of having discovered sodium."
I found that on the internet while doing some genealogical research on my family.
Davy also wrote one of the first books on fly fishing. |
