You ever watch a movie that is supposed to be 'classic' or 'important' to watch, or worse, one you watched as a child that had you fascinated, only to watch it today and be like 'wow, what a piece of garbage!'. That was me last night. 2 hours and 20 minutes of my life most spent saying wtf to myself. I watched The Man Who Fell to Earth with David Bowie from 1976. Why? Because they've done a new show based on the same book and theme. It's supposed to have references to the original movie and I decided I would refresh my brain as I hadn't watched that since I was a kid. Wow. Just awful. The script makes no sense. It jumps all over. There are characters that I still don't know who they were or why they existed. I know why I like it as a kid - the nudity. Boobs everywhere. But man it is an awful movie with no point, no exposition, no real story, no flow. You don't ever really understand what's happened to him, the timeline, it's supposed to be many years in the movie, but nothing else changes (cars, technology, buildings, etc) only the side characters get older. Just no. Here's hoping the new show doesn't suffer from the same problems.
Worked on a webinar yesterday, answered a few emails, had therapy. B is up at the cabin and I had the house to myself. Did laundry. Made mushroom chicken for dinner. Not much else going on.
Today is lash day. Not sure when B will be home and not making and real plans. Just going with the flow.
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