Out for movies both nights this weekend. First up was Wendy and Lucy
, which Gail didn't care for much and I was sort of luke-warm on, "slim" was the adjective that came to mind, like a book with not too many pages, large print, and wide margins. But it also had a certain appeal and seems like it will stick in my mind for a while.
And then Gomorrah
this evening, which I talked Gail into seeing, and which we both enjoyed a lot. Many people gunned down, but felt much less violent (and artificial) than expected. Very interesting.
And, in a reminder that the mind works in mysterious ways, the opening scene -- dark, loud noises, seemed like big machinery was being operated -- flipped back to about 2 am at the rogaine in Estonia where out in the middle of nowhere a guy was running a big logging machine in the middle of the night. A bit unnerving and we were glad to be past him. Did he work for the mob?
Saturday even included a box of popcorn....