The weather is coming at us out of the north. Yesterday it was warm enough for us to sit out on the patio. I don't see us managing that today.
I've got one more Dreyer to watch- but you have to pay close attention to Dreyer so I opted for something lighter, flicked through what was available and settled on a spooky film about two young young people who go into a cemetery to shag then can't find their way out again. I wanted to tell them that if they walked in a straight line in any direction they'd be sure to hit the boundary wall- but I recognise that this wasn't really entering into the spirit of things. The movie was made by Jean Rollin- who specialised in vampires- but there weren't any vampires in this- or even any blood- just lots of ambient weirdness. It was made on a tiny budget and looks very pretty.
I was explaining my straight line theory to Ailz and she said that it wouldn't necessarily work because we all favour one foot over the other- and unless we have clear sightlines to guide us we walk in an arc. That's why she and I bump into one another when we're walking side by side because she's left-footed and I'm right-footed.
Left, right, left right: I think there could be a political allegory nestling in there somewhere.