July 5
I did a Japanese lesson today and experienced my normal frantic pace of manic-depressive cycles, maybe 18 in 2 hours? ‘OH WOW I Remembered how to say something! AW NOOOo I’ll Never remember how to say ANYTHING.’ Like that.
Then chores for Lona, then shopping, then FUN!
I went to Nancy’s and met her boyfriend. That was fun. And we saw a movie which I thought was utterly obscure but no, here is Roger Ebert’s review of What Time Is It There.
He writes better reviews than I do (ya think?) and I think we agree – although I’m not exactly sure. I thought it was an entirely admirable work of cinema – a.r.t., gorgeous, purposeful (‘Everything is funny. Everything is sad.’), just not particularly enjoyable.
But I’m glad I saw it and can recommend it for the images alone. But then again, I’m easy.