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Mar. 17th, 2006 05:37 amOne thing that you probably don't want to get for the man with everything is more DVDs to watch. However, that's what I did for myself yesterday. I made one of my rare forays into HMV and, of course, emerged fifty quid lighter. This was despite my manful resistance to the Seinfeld series Five and Six special gift set, reduced by 50% to £34.99, and including a miniature puffy shirt. Marvellous. However, since I haven't yet worked my way through series Four (bought last March), surely buying series Five and Six, notwithstanding the almost irresistible miniature replica puffy shirt, would be buying for the sake of buying, rather than buying for the sake of watching?
One reason that I pay these sporadic visits to HMV is that there are many foreign classics that are put on sale for a brief time and then vanish from the shelves. Yesterday I found another two — All Quiet On The Western Front and Stalker, the latter being reduced to £11.99. I'd downloaded this from the Internet (although getting subtitles to work on the computer is a haphazard task at best) and seen it in the cinema, but it's nice to have it on dvd. I have long been of the opinion that Mirror is Tarkovsky's masterpiece, but I'm coming round to Stalker. Visually the latter is more mature. There are scenes that you just want to freeze and look at the picture, Tarkovsky's sense of cinematic shape is so masterly.
I'm at home today, so I turned off my alarm. This meant that I didn't wake up until 4.45am. Luxury. Add in the 45 minutes' travelling time saved, the 25 minutes' bath time saved (I can have that after I've sent out the newsletters) and the fact that I did a few pieces yesterday. And, well, that makes for a not-too-difficult morning ahead. Which is why I have time to do this. Rock on.
Although I am probably one of the few gainfully employed people in the UK up and awake at the right time, I've been resisting the Commonwealth Games live. If I succumbed to that, well, I just wouldn't get anything done.
Last night I'd considered doing a bit of Photoshop work and colouring my denim jacket green for today, but I vegged out in front of the TV and had a pizza instead.
One reason that I pay these sporadic visits to HMV is that there are many foreign classics that are put on sale for a brief time and then vanish from the shelves. Yesterday I found another two — All Quiet On The Western Front and Stalker, the latter being reduced to £11.99. I'd downloaded this from the Internet (although getting subtitles to work on the computer is a haphazard task at best) and seen it in the cinema, but it's nice to have it on dvd. I have long been of the opinion that Mirror is Tarkovsky's masterpiece, but I'm coming round to Stalker. Visually the latter is more mature. There are scenes that you just want to freeze and look at the picture, Tarkovsky's sense of cinematic shape is so masterly.
I'm at home today, so I turned off my alarm. This meant that I didn't wake up until 4.45am. Luxury. Add in the 45 minutes' travelling time saved, the 25 minutes' bath time saved (I can have that after I've sent out the newsletters) and the fact that I did a few pieces yesterday. And, well, that makes for a not-too-difficult morning ahead. Which is why I have time to do this. Rock on.
Although I am probably one of the few gainfully employed people in the UK up and awake at the right time, I've been resisting the Commonwealth Games live. If I succumbed to that, well, I just wouldn't get anything done.
Last night I'd considered doing a bit of Photoshop work and colouring my denim jacket green for today, but I vegged out in front of the TV and had a pizza instead.
