The sun may have had his hat on over the week but it hasn't been the warmest of weeks to be sitting in the sun doing nothing as I found when attempting to read on the garden bench. Fine if you are working though, as I found while putting up a new fence to stop Missy escaping into the neighbour's garden, plus I have also been weeding again. Tending the weeds in the garden is rapidly becoming akin to painting the Fourth Bridge, not to mention pulling up the grass between the paving slaps.
I recovered fully from my migraine the other day and have kept myself more hydrated since just to be on the safe side.
I am beginning to sleep a bit better know and have got myself a bit of a routine in the evening which I think is helping a lot, it basically involves walking the dogs, watching a film or something then either an hour of TV or radio, change for bed and read for a bit. On the news they have been talking about people having increasingly vivid dreams, I am not sure if I am but I have had a couple of Pub based dreams, one of which involved being stalked by a pint of beer, which I will put down to having not consumed any alcohol for 9 weeks.
Yesterday I read a book called Quantum of Tweed: The Man in the Nissan Micra
which was published in 2012 as part of the Quick Reads initiative, a cross publisher set up designed to encourage regular and new readers with an aim of being simple and easy to digest. It's a fairly fun story about a man who runs a clothes shop accidentally taking on the career of a professional hitman, it is written in a very simple manner and it reminded me of some of the books you would find in the school library aimed at years 6,7 and 8.
Over the week my film choice has been decidedly old school with none of the films being later then 1952 and none in colour. The first, and most recent, was a 1952 Hammer film calledStolen Face.
This was not an early example of the studios horror out put but a melodrama about a plastic surgeon (Paul Henreid) who while on holiday falls in love with a concert pianist (Lizbeth Scott) but is heartbroken to discover she is engaged. Feeling dejected he uses his skills as a plastic surgeon to remodel a female prisoner into her image and then marries her believing that he can reform her. This film while entertaining is problematic on a number of levels, most of which revolve around the doctor character. First up he does plastic surgery on prisoners because he believes having facial deformities makes them more likely to live a life of crime... Yes you did read that right, even for 1952 that seems a strange attitude and it is at least challenged, even if only briefly. Second it is the controlling and obsessive behaviour in regards to the love plot. He pretty much dictates what his wife can and can't do, but fortunately she can give as good as she gets. Then we come to the other problem, when the original woman turns up again and discovers he has essentially made a copy of her, she kind of shrugs it off. Not go "my god you're an obsessive nut job", no she calmly thinks about how he can divorce this woman (hdr fiancée having called the wedding off) and they can live happily ever after. The film is saved by some very strong performances and excellent direction, but ultimately the screenplay is too contrived and undeveloped.
Next up was a noir influenced gothic thriller called the Spiral Staircase, which is pretty difficult to go into details about without giving the game away so I will keep it brief. There is a murderer stalking a town who goes after women who have some form of disability and he soon the mute nurse of sick old lady becomes the subject of the murderer's attention. The film sets up three possible suspects as to the identity of the killer and the reasons behind the murder does tally with the character. There's a very strong Hitchcock feel about the film and the climax with the mute nurse trapped and failing to shout for help is pure Hitchcock, not to mention the voyeurism element. A very strong film.
Finally, The Postman Always Rings Twice (1946), a very good and fairly faithful adaption of James M Cain's book. The raw sexuality between Frank and Cora is underplayed significantly to get past the censors but the Chemistry between John Garfield and Lana Turner sizzles throughout.
In other news I quite absent mindly entered a competition for the Doctor Who complete series 12 DVD and was quite surprised to learn I won! Quite an unusual occurance I can tell you.
Hope you are staying safe