When I woke up this morning I felt very weird. Weird that I didn’t need to go to work, weird wondering what I have done – quitting it, and well, my head is just still a bit confused about what is happening in my life at the moment. It will get better soon I’m sure.
A way to get me out of that kind of state of mind is the cinema, the cinema is my second home. Yes, you probably knew that already.
I went to the Renoir, which is a very nice art cinema in the Brunswick centre (near Russell Square tube station), and one of the very few cinemas in London showing
Not here to be loved. Now, French films can be a bit weird and all, but this is a true pearl. I think it’s safe to call it a rom-com, and Patrick Chesnais who plays the leading character must be the French equivalent of Bill Nighy’s Lawrence, lovable, shy, quirky and absolutely charming. I will write a longer review about this film later, as it is the review I am going to add to my application, but shortly: go see this film, it’s so lovely, it’s so sweet, it’s so well acted and it makes you feel completely in love, actually when you leave the cinema.
After the film I just wanted to sit down to write my review right away, but apart from a filled up Star Bucks, there wasn’t any cafe around. And suddenly realizing how badly I have neglected my The Cafe, I jumped on the Piccadilly line and went for it straight away. It was so good to be back. When I stepped in the owner told me that they recently had been wondering if I had survived my Trans Mongolian trip at all, as they hadn’t seen me since. This made me feel even worse, I can’t believe I hadn’t been there that long! I ordered my tea and soup and bread, sat down at Lawrence and Gina’s table, felt intensely relaxed and happy and inspired, and the review poured out of my head and onto the paper in no time. The 2 page outline of the story I am going to submit for the application got fine tuned as well. I feel a lot more confident about it now, but I still keep in mind that the rules will have to be bend to get in. I am not counting on getting in, just to not be disappointed.
I admit that the business in London sometimes drives me nuts, but walking around in the city on a Monday is nice. After that lovely visit to The Cafe, I promised my self not to wait that long with the next visit again, I wandered to the TKTS booth on Leicester Square to see if there were any interesting plays on sale for half price. Not traveling away in my week off doesn’t mean I can’t spoil myself a bit in my holiday week anyway. I bought a ticket for A Matter of Life and Death which I am going to see at 7.30pm in the National Theatre, about an hour from now.
One of the tag lines is:
Here in this tear, are love and truth and friendship, those qualities alone can build a new world today and must build a better one tomorrow.
That’s enough to get me interested. Life is good, and I feel so much better already.