Archive for March, 2015

A second trip to the Hunterian to take all those ultra-wide shots I’d envisioned the first time, and because Kim hadn’t been there in over a decade.

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It was my birthday earlier this month, which I spent in the company of my fellow dinosaurs, and with a cocktail in both hands.

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My new (ultra wide-angle) lens arrived! Proper field test forthcoming when the weather is moderately less miserable but the boys were happy to stand in for the time being.

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(Spoiler warning for the film’s ending)

I’ve found, as I get older, that it takes increasingly less to make me cry at movies – my theory being that the accumulation of real life experience correlates to an empathy for fictionalised narratives to which we couldn’t previously relate. Having said that, there are still only a handful of films I’d describe as truly devastating, and those that fit the description generally share one of two themes. The first is animals – my love thereof being no great secret. (A friend once asked if I wanted to rent Hachi, and I responded by saying that I wasn’t in the mood: the truth being that a) films where the animal protagonists don’t survive past the end credits utterly destroy me and b) I’d teared up just watching the trailer two days earlier.) The second – more human – theme is that of mothers.

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