Here's your two for one review of The Last Jedi and Twice Upon A Time Doctor Who Christmas Special. Because, to quote the classics, why can't we do both? If you think, like me, too much about these things the themes of each converge on memory, life and loss, and decisions in quiet moments that change … Continue reading Review: Double the hot takes
December’s cheer
If you are a regular reader then you'll recall the previous post about the magic of Christmas. However, given yesterday's events in Melbourne with another vehicle incident, this December will be harder than usual for some. The reckless abandon with which some strive to hurt others, as usual, saddens and mystifies me. If you can … Continue reading December’s cheer
Mystery is the reason for the season
I'm a big admirer of scientific discoveries. I collect data and evidence because they are reassuring and often useful in life and stories. Right now, the Geminid shower is taking place, but I can't see anything. It doesn't matter. Anyway, my stance on science doesn't mean I discard experiences and phenomena that can't be dissected, … Continue reading Mystery is the reason for the season
All aboard….or not
I saw Justice League but also Murder on the Orient Express, starring a mustache. I required escapism from both, and instead discovered meditations on grief, women stepping up, revenge, transformation, and forgiveness (as well as solving problems through ze little grey cells, gentle teasing, and extreme violence). No one needed this new version of Agatha Christie's … Continue reading All aboard….or not
Keeping an eye out for shiny things
One of the things I like about language is how it can become specialised. Last year I learned (a little) of the language of archery. This year, I am learning something of the language quilters use (interestingly it is very American, even though quilts predate the US of A). The other day I attended the … Continue reading Keeping an eye out for shiny things
In deep
No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it's not the same river and he's not the same man. - Heraclitus I am getting to understand that in the swimming pool, the volume of the water bears you up as much as it weighs you down. One week I swore it was the deep end that was hard … Continue reading In deep
I wasted a day
I wasted my Saturday talking to friends and thinking about fear and the future. It was wasted preparing for Sunday, when I helped sew my quilt. I wasted it wandering through a gallery looking at art. I dallied over my lunch in the city as I people-watched. For this wasted day I marveled at the … Continue reading I wasted a day
Review: Much Adoing around the Globe
On a bright, increasing warm afternoon, I attended a matinée showing of Shakespeare's Much Ado About Nothing at the Pop Up Globe. The crowd was in a good humour and the performances were cheeky and energetic. It's been ages since I've seen a play, for real, in the flesh and I picked a good un. Despite … Continue reading Review: Much Adoing around the Globe
Review: Ragnarok-ing the boat
This is the usual warning: spoilers be 'ere. Yes, of course I saw Thor: Ragnarök. And it's everything all the reviews are saying. It is funny, and effervescently bright with a taste of somethings 80s, like a good-humoured summer time advertisement for a soft drink, but with an immortal Jeff Goldblum instead of teenagers. It … Continue reading Review: Ragnarok-ing the boat
Review: Evolution, the art of Roma McLaughlin
Across Victoria right now there is much to do and take part in. You can barely sneeze without having to apologise to some sort of pop-up festival or annual event or show. Yet, it is not all about Melbourne's CBD, it's about regional Victoria, and the suburbs as well. Hence I visited the Whitehorse Artspace to … Continue reading Review: Evolution, the art of Roma McLaughlin
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