Well, dear readers, another week has flown by like a gazelle with a head cold. My goodness, March is almost over. I was just saying that February was almost over and now March is almost over. I gotta tell you. What a week this was. It was a week of high highs and low lows and a little Mr. In Between. Yes, this week was High and Low, which is also the title of my favorite Kurosawa film. In fact, I’m seeing said Kurosawa film next week on the big screen. The lows were the endless delays getting the Shire CDs here, the awful DHL problems, and dealing with some annoyingly annoying people. The highs were writing, working with my three gals, taping the radio show, getting all the CDs shipped, and having several nice meals with several nice people. I prefer the highs to the lows, don’t you? But, with some lows the highs seem even higher, so I guess it all comes out in the wash, whatever the HELL that means. Speaking of the wash, yesterday was an odd day, but not a bad one. I woke up late (odd), jogged (not bad), and managed to write over five pages. I did a few errands and whatnot, but most of the day was consumed with writing. At six, I toddled off to Mr. Donald Feltham’s where I joined Kevin Spirtas and Cason Murphy for a rollicking radio show. We were wild and wooly and also wooly and wild and we all had a good deal of fun. We told tales, and we laughed and laughed and just when we thought we could laugh no more we laughed again. Afterwards, Cason had to work, and Kevin had an early flight, so Donald and I went off to sup alone. Afterwards, I came home where I sat on my couch like so much fish.
Last night, I finished watching a motion picture entitled Billy Budd, directed by and starring Mr. Peter Ustinov. I’d never seen it before, so it was nice to finally catch up to it. It’s quite a talky film (based on a stage adaptation of the Melville book), but it’s well shot (in black-and-white Cinemascope – my favorite), and very well acted by the likes of Melvyn Douglas, Paul Rogers, David McCallum, and John Neville, not to mention Mr. Ustinov. Newcomer Terence Stamp is a likeable Billy, but it’s a strange performance, ultimately. The film belongs to Mr. Robert Ryan as the evil Claggart. It’s one of his very finest performances in a career filled with fine performances. In fact, it may be his finest. His performance is extremely complex and it’s what great screen acting is all about. It alone makes the DVD an essential purchase. The transfer is very nice. It isn’t quite a great film, but I enjoyed it and it’s quite gripping at times.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because the midnight hour will soon be upon us and we know that at the midnight hour these here notes must be posted or there will be hell toupee.
Today is going to be a day. I have to try to write in the morning, because then I must do at least three annoying errands, and then I have a 12:30 lunch meeting. I should be able to come home after that and maybe get another ninety minutes of writing in before I toddle off to a 4:30 meeting with the lovelier than lovely Miss Susan Watson. After that, I shall come home and hopefully write a bit more.
Tomorrow, after she of the Evil Eye leaves, I should be able to use most of the afternoon for writing. Tomorrow evening I should be doing something for dinner, but I’m not sure what. And Sunday is mine all mine – at least I think it’s mine all mine. Next week is also a busy one.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, write, meet, eat, write, meet, eat, do errands, and get a jog in, if possible. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Friday – what is currently in your CD player, and your DVD/video player? I’ll start – CD, the cast album of Little Mary Sunshine. DVD, next up is Rocky Balboa and then Naked City. Your turn. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I now post these here notes at the midnight hour.