The Golden Compass

Off in the evening with Lorraine to see The Golden Compass, based on Northern Lights, by Philip Pullman. As expected the film completely bottled the religious themes. Good to know that Milton's influence is still subversive. Despite enjoying the gorgeous CGI and top performances by the young Dakota Blue Richards playing Lyra (from Brighton apparently) and Nicole Kidman, and liking the alternative London. But generally felt somewhat short changed: it was all fighting bears, rather than the huge moral complexities of the book, and the severing of children from their souls. It all ended shortly after a bloody good punch up.

Otherwise, being a Monday I did Monday stuff. And I'm pleased to say there are some promising developments on the freelance side.

Also I bought a Christmas tree and decorated it, which was lovely. Something about a tree that takes me back to all kinds of Christmases Past. And made time for a walk in the afternoon, in a fresh and cold wind and the sun coming out in a radiant Decemberish way.

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Kate said…
Ta for the comment Pete, looking forward to seeing you too. Getting a lift with Matty Boy about 5ish - what time are you getting there? x