Monday was our first Pearl-free evening in ages. I got very mellow indeed and watched Cave of the Yellow Dog. I adored it. Hardly anything actually happened but it was mesmerising. In some way it was like a documentary but without the irritating voiceover. No Ewan McGregor or Bill Paterson intoning, "The family are now taking down their yurt.."
One of the most enjoyable wildlife documentaries I ever watched was on Portuguese telly with the sound turned down. I think voiceovers are greatly over rated and frequently patronising. But back to that film - I'd definitely recommend it. Maybe have a nice cup of Earl Grey, wee special brownie...
And I read The Shack. A rare read indeed. Not my usual thing at all. It didn't do me a bit of harm and maybe a wee bit of good.
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No Ewan McGregor narration??!? I've watched loads of crap-filled movies SOLELY for the Ewan McGregor narration. :)
You like him. You really, really do. Me? I prefer Bill Paterson.
Nelly, have you watched Winged Migration? it is an amazing film with almost no dialogue except the calls of the birds themselves.
I read the Shack recently, too. It was a little "different," right?
I must try and get my hands on that one. Bert would love it I'm sure.
Yes The Shack was different - I wouldn't normally read a message book like that and at one point I felt like throwing it down but it has made me think about things. Did you like it?
That isn't my usual read either.It was OK, I guess. But I can't say I really liked it. Just not my cuppa tea.
Winged Migration came out several years back, maybe five or so. It won some awards so should be easy to find. I keep planning to buy it because it is truly wonderful.
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