Mar. 7th, 2005

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I'm sure there's something in our employee handbook about how I don't have to stay in work doing stuff that's REALLY DULL when I have womanly cramps. Or if there isn't, there should be.

Quiet-ish weekend overall. I stayed in and watched A Tale Of Two Sisters on Friday after a couple of post-work pints - I highly, highly recommend it. It's a very creepy story based on a Korean folk tale (there's a wicked stepmother, and an ominous house, and lots of Things That Are Not As They Seem), and manages to be both one of the most utterly beautiful films I've seen in a long time and also one of the scariest. It reminded me very much in feel of The Haunting, which is one of my favourite horror films EVER. It's also the second Korean film I've seen in which I have been particularly struck by the use of wallpaper. Weird.

Continuing the weird house theme of the weekend, we went to a party on Saturday in a very peculiar building that a friend is renting from his friend's uncle. It was sort of like a cross between an oversized garden shed and a film set (it had an extension that had NO CEILING - you could see straight up into the roof, so it looked a bit like the rest of the house was inside this larger structure), and had an alarming number of internal windows. Apparently it was built as a temporary structure in the 1940s and has been in use ever since. Not quite as nuts as the time I ended up at a party in a half-built dwelling that seemed to be made up of giant concrete vulvas, but getting there...

Oh, and I went to Slint last night after bringing Mum out (with [livejournal.com profile] stellanova and other family worthies) for yummy Mother's Day dinner. I was kind of underwhelmed, to be honest - perhaps partly because I was tired after choir that afternoon and eating an enormous feed, partly because I wasn't a huge Slint fan "back in the day" and so the mere fact of seeing them together again wasn't all that thrilling. Some of the songs did sound really great (I particularly liked "Good Morning Captain"), but some of it was rather dull, and I just generally found it hard to get overexcited about seeing a group of blokes stolidly playing note-perfect versions of things they recorded years ago. Much of the audience obviously thought differently - there was lots of reverent shushing and whooping and cheering, and I had to resist the urge to shout "It is David Pajo tuning his guitar! It is not God!" on a couple of occasions. Worth going to to check them out, I suppose, but a bit "meh".

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