Re-enter the snow queen.
All in Film
This week, having completed my reading and written summaries/amateur analysis bloggys of The Danish Play (a name no one has ever given it), I sat down to watch Kenneth Branagh’s 1996 film, Hamlet.
No, this is not a review of Lemony Snicket’s A Series of Unfortunate Events. But that would be abominable, wouldn’t it?
I’ve got a couple hours to myself today and I am spending them by eating lunch and going to see the new Quentin Tarantino film, Once Upon A Time… In Hollywood. The moon and the stars have aligned and I am able to see my first movie out in ages and ages. I’ll even do you one better than that! The last time I saw a movie on opening day weekend was… well, maybe it’s never happened before. Not in my recent adult life anyway. And by recent I mean the last decade or so.
I may be a little late to the table on this one. You can’t live a human life and not, at the bare minimum, be aware that this film exists.