Well, dear readers, I have done something that I’ve never actually done in the home environment before – opened a few windows (all screened, thankfully) and while it’s not letting in as much cool air from outside as you’d want, it’s certainly better. I had the kitchen window open, but just closed that one. Two in the den were somewhat helpful and one in the bedroom, which I think will make sleeping a bit easier. House has gone from eighty-two to eighty-one – progress. I did manage to watch a motion picture entitled Dreamscape, starring Dennis Quaid, Christopher Plummer, Max Von Sydow, and Kate Capshaw, directed by The Stepfather’s Joseph Ruben. I may have seen the beginning at some point, but definitely not the entire thing. I like movies about dreams – this one posits a scientific experiment that allows one person to enter another person’s dreams. Of course, being a paranoid thriller, too, there are nefarious people out to use this for their own nefarious means. The cast is fine, the film seems cheesy and more than a bit ludicrous, but that’s because Mr. Ruben, who’s a very good director, once again gets a big fail in the score department. Maurice Jarre was the composer, but it’s all cheesy 80s synths and it doesn’t support the story, the characters, the special effects or anything else. It just meanders to no point at all. Mr. Jarre could certainly write a good score – his early work is very good, and scores like The Collector, Lawrence of Arabia, Grand Prix, and even the synth score to Witness, were all fine. But throughout his career he favored those 80s synth guys and I think it hurt his films every time. Two of the films where he had orchestral scores and big composers, worked so much better – Jerry Goldsmith for Sleeping with the Enemy and Elmer Bernstein for The Good Son. James Horner also did one, but that may be one of HIS synth scores. Anyway, glad I watched it, never need to watch it again. Prior to that, I got nine hours of sleep, not arising until one o’clock. I answered the usual plethora of e-mails, ordered some penne pasta in pink sauce from Maria’s Kitchen – it was very good but not enough food. Their portions keep shrinking as their prices keep rising. I did some work on the computer, signed a document, and had some telephonic conversations. Of course, I watched some irritating YouTube videos and a couple of interesting YouTube videos, and now I am listening to the wonderful musique of French composer, Jean-Michel Damase, who did the lovely Colombe opera that we released on Kritzerland. I have enough musique to do another Damase CD and I just might because his musique is just so my cuppa.
Today, I’ll be up when I’m up, I’ll do whatever needs doing, I may have a lunch meeting at two, so it will be nice to be out in a nice air-cooled restaurant, I’ll stop at the mail place and see what’s what, then I’ll come home and endure the hothouse heat in the hot house. I have to choose more songs, and then at some point I’ll watch, listen and relax.
Tomorrow will be a hot ME day and I may try to eat out for ninety minutes. At night, I’ll open the windows. Then at seven in the morning on Monday the new coil is coming and hopefully that will fix things once and for all. I’ll cool down the house immediately, get it to about seventy-two and that should last a bit. If it’s working properly it does cool down pretty quickly. Then the week is busy with choosing songs, setting a rehearsal schedule, and I’m still waiting on my final cast member to confirm and if that doesn’t work out, I’ll have to find someone else pronto.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up when I’m up, do whatever needs doing, maybe have a lunch meeting, stop at the mail place, come home, choose songs, and then watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: What are your favorite films of Christopher Plummer and Max Von Sydow, two very fine actors. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, looking forward to the hothouse being a coolhouse.