Those magnificent men…
….Saw “Those magnificent men in their flying machines” yesterday night. It was good, and A enjoyed it a lot. But it wasn’t the same as I remembered. The thing with watching a movie you have seen & hugely enjoyed, as a kid, is that you look forward to it even more eagerly, when you see it after many many years. More often than not, it’s just not what you remembered, and while that doesn’t quite sour the memory, the memory is also not the same anymore.
Now, I am not sure if I want to watch Mary Poppins.
Almost done with the last haul from National Market. Another visit due, I think. Should probably head there this weekend. Maybe I will pick out some world cinema as well, this time.