This was excellent, very enjoyable, even if I did rumble the central conceit within the first twenty minutes.
Part of the reason why I enjoyed it might be to do with the fact that it was the first film that beloved and I had been to see together for over two years….
See here.
Loved this bit: The worst of it is that extroverts have no idea of the torment they put us through. Sometimes, as we gasp for air amid the fog of their 98-percent-content-free talk, we wonder if extroverts even bother to listen to themselves. Still, we endure stoically, because the etiquette books—written, no doubt, by extroverts—regard declining to banter as rude and gaps in conversation as awkward. We can only dream that someday, when our condition is more widely understood, when perhaps an Introverts’ Rights movement has blossomed and borne fruit, it will not be impolite to say “I’m an introvert. You are a wonderful person and I like you. But now please shush.”
Later walk today (10am) for various reasons, like a bit more sleep for Ollie’s master after a late night, and a commitment to being interviewed by BBC Essex at 7:30am… But the upside was walking him when the air was so clear and the light so bright. What’s that song that has the line ‘the future’s so bright… you’ve gotta wear shades’??
O what an ‘orrible morning.