6th July
I pretty much got out of the cinema, took the bus home and immediately starting writing that Baby Driver review. And I'm still not at all happy with it. A lot of salient details seemed to fall out of my head, but I can't realistically take notes whilst watching a film in a darkened auditorium. And even if I did, to what extent would I actually be watching the film? Realistically if I was taking notes I would have to use my phone and using my phone would obviously be a grave violation of the code of conduct regarding cinema screenings. I don't know how these film critics do it. If I ever meet Mark Kermode, I'll ask him. Anyway, it's Edgar Wright's best film and you should go and see it.
Meanwhile, I'm limping towards my final exam on my course on Wednesday. I've run out of time, but I've gone past the point where I can be bothered to be anxious about it. I've made myself so miserable for various reasons throughout my life to date that I'm going to sit this one out. I won't get there next week, but I will get there in the end.
Meanwhile, I'm limping towards my final exam on my course on Wednesday. I've run out of time, but I've gone past the point where I can be bothered to be anxious about it. I've made myself so miserable for various reasons throughout my life to date that I'm going to sit this one out. I won't get there next week, but I will get there in the end.
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