There Will Be....
Feb. 22nd, 2008 02:30 pm* * *
We watched There Will Be Blood last night. I enjoyed it - but then it didn't push any of my buttons - I tend to like art about violence, on occasion, and views into alien worlds of all kinds. It gave Delia a horrendous emotional hangover, though. It was fascinating to both of us, the way nobody ever said anything much. So Not Our Kind.
Which causes me to establish the following rule: Violence is permissable only when accompanied by entertaining dialogue.* There is probably some kind of ratio that a more mathematically-inclined person could work out.
We may try for Sweeny Todd this weekend. Then I'll know whether violence is also allowed to include singing. (* "You break it, You sing for it"?)
Too much caffeine (and too little sleep*)? Moi?
Now must run out to get Provisions, between time snow has stopped falling (and doormen on every block have shoveled it) and time promised icy sleet begins.
*Official Houseguest couldn't help knocking over bedside table in the middle of the night. She was being abducted by villains in a truck or something. But it was a bit distracting.