Television

We watched So Long At the Fair last night, which was unexpectedly enjoyable. Just as it ended, the TV slid back, and the stand tipped, and down to the floor. I tried to grab, but only managed to take a chunk of skin out of my finger and watch as the case broke away from itself. The wheel of the stand had come out, when I'd moved it close enough so I could watch without glasses, and not noticed the escaped caster.

The institution of digital signals and prevalence of HDTV and LCDs means that the days of a decent, small television are over. What great timing. We'd hoped to keep this old one going until the prices came down, especially since we don't need a converter box, using a dish and Netflix for our Discovery Channel, Animal Planet needs. Oh, and USA for Burn Notice. Both of us too much tv children to go without. Although I have, at times, been boobtubeless, and read a great deal.

We also saw The Last Metro, one of those films I'd intended to see since it came out, and I rather wish I'd stayed in that happy state. The only thing worse than a WWII movie about the terrors of Nazi occupation, is a happy little sex romp about the terrors of Nazi occupation. Plot complications out of nowhere, inconsistent emotional relationships, the tired dramas of actors, all left me wondering why it got raves. Oh, it's beautiful, but flat and with a rather stupid story.

Still thinking about the other assignments, if I haven't gotten to yours yet, it's in the works, really.

Oh, and with a bit of research, and a trip to an Enormous-Box-Store, got a very nice, if rather too expensive but doable, little teevee.