It's 4 in the morning, I'm wide awake, and my body feels like it should be eating dinner. Dubai right now is 37 degrees at 10pm. Outside here in Launceston is 1. My summer holiday has again become a freezing one. It was quite a day of flying. In summary, my plane took off from […]
I don’t know the cause of the strange events. Was it the full moon (a Red Moon at that)? Or perhaps it was the fact that in the days before, I watched two trippy movies which were challenging reality. First it was all five dimensions of Interstellar, then Fight Club. (I started Inception also, though […]
On a plane I always enjoy a window seat. I’ve never tired of that childhood excitement at seeing the takeoff, flying up into the clouds, and seeing the miniature scenery on the ground below. Flying out of Dubai at 10:25am is one of the most beautiful window seats possible. We flew around and (what looked) […]
I just finished watching Van Dieman’s Land. It was terrible. Elle and I caught a trailer for the film some time ago, which gave the false impression it would be interesting. And Van Dieman’s Land – AKA Tasmania – being Elle’s home state in Australia, we also thought it’d be nice to see some familiar […]
Once again I made the most of the best entrainment in the skies, and watched a movie in my Emirates flight – this time on my way to Birmingham. Before the movie, I listened to a few hours of Don Giovanni – in preparation of watching it in the flesh tomorrow by the Welsh National […]
I enjoy flying home to Australia. It’s a 15 hour stretch in front of the industry’s best in-flight entertainment. I usually make the most of it and watch as many movies as possible – which i must say is a bit of a luxury for me. The first movie I watched was The Trotsky, a […]
While waiting for Elle to exit the local grocery store, my kids and I did something I wasn’t sure I’d ever have to do again – enter a DVD hire shop. It almost seems like a redundant business, with the amount of file sharing and DVD swapping that goes on. But we did it, and […]
Despite his protests, at 8:30pm I was marching my four year old out of the television room to have a bath when the television ratings warning came on for the impending movie. Trying to leverage this he pleaded with me, “Ohhh, but I love ‘Low Level Course Language’”.