Okay- my brain is now functioning a little better (although only a little…)
Returned to London yesterday morning at 5.40am, after a relatively pain-free bus ride. In contrast to the journey up, this bus was actually air-conditioned, so things didn’t go too badly, although I was only able to get a couple of hours sleep. Once I got home, after a couple of hours of running around going “Yeah! I’m back!!!” I crashed quite severely, went to bed till 12, and spent the rest of the day in a haze. Went to bed at 10.30pm, woke up at 5.40 a.m. Still feeling strange, and I’ve also had to work this morning, doing the review for Red Eye, and trying to think up movies with Rock Stars in them which are actually good. Which isn’t as easy as it sounds.
The air here is strange- I’d gotten used to fresh, Scotland-type air, so being back in the sticky fug of London is an unsettling experience. It’s very strange being back- and I have to try and get enough rest so that I feel like I can function, rather than just throwing myself at stuff and gradually making myself iller. I keep thinking that the Glandular Fever may be coming back, and I really don’t want it to.
My last day in Edinburgh was good- went for a walk up to the Edinburgh Royal Observatory, and then tried climbing up a gigantic hill next to Edinburgh called Arthur’s Seat- which felt terribly familiar in a really weird way, and it turns out that I’ve actually been there before, at the age of 3. I can remember the Scotland trip, I’ve just mixed together that with my trip part-way up Ben Nevis. Anyway, I didn’t make it all the way up, purely because I was tired and the wind was constantly in threat of blowing me off the hill and down a limb-breaking slope, so I headed back.
Also saw the first hour of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (had to leave in order to get ready for the bus, and would have seen more if there hadn’t been half a fragging hour of adverts on the beginning!) which was an oddly charmless experience. It’s closer to the book, and yet the Gene Wilder version actually captured more of the weird spirit of Dahl. Strange stuff.
Anyhow- I must relax, recuperate, and get something to eat. In that order.
Saxon Bullock 
multifaceted talents of pop/stars who aren’t Madonna
movies with Rock Stars in them which are actually good.
Are you dissing Mr Sting’s acting career *shocked* or is this another cheap gibe at that Appleton sisters’ thing that folded after 5 days? There was wossname who played God in Dogma – but wait, she was annoying.
Dahl was an odious man according to the biography I read of him. Details if wanted.
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Re: multifaceted talents of pop/stars who aren’t Madonna
Dissing Sting? How could one possibly have a bad opinion of those exciting pants he wore in Dune?
And the Appleton sisters? Well, that was never in the running, thank gahhd.
I know about Dahl’s slightly… um… unpleasent side. Surprised to leaf through Charlie + Chocolate Factory and discover the film is actually ridiculously close- but curiously lifeless. It’s like having it read to you, but without any actual charm or energy. And the Americanisation is really annoying- Charlie appears to live in an industrial Dickensian town where they call trousers “pants” and pay for everything in dollar bills!
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