The Forgettory

Little irks me these days because I prize life too much. But I just wrote an entire posting of great wit and consequence which Blogger would not save and which I managed to erase by pressing Ctrl V instead of Ctrl C. Silly me. BUGGER! There. Got that off my chest.

I'm not sure whether forgettory has one or two ts but, as it was a word my Mum made up I don't suppose it matters. My Mum at 93 reckoned she had a forgettory in place of a memory. For all that, her ability to remember was better at 93 than mine is 30 years previous to that age. And, I am wondering, can one have both a memory and a forgettory? So what you may ask is the relevance of that ramble? You shouldn't have asked 'cos I don't need any encouragement to tell you.

I recently adopted the gismos that bloggers like Simply Heather uses at the foot of each posting and which suggests three more postings to look at from the archives of the blog. I find it interesting on other peoples' blogs but I can't decide whether to keep it on mine because I vary between feeling irritated by its presence and enjoying sorties into the past. L'Archiduchess doesn't like them or so she said in Reaching Nirvana.

Anyway there was a posting popped up I had done about the film The Constant Gardner. Odd, I thought, I don't recall writing that. So I went to the posting. No, I definitely didn't recall that nor the film. Not a scene, not a quote, nothing at all. I had ended the posting with the statement that I wouldn't be watching the film again. Well I may have said that in error. Perhaps I will if for no other reason than to find out what on earth it was that I forgot!

The Constant Gardner

I don't know how long ago it is since John and Sue bought me the DVD of The Constant Gardner but it seems to have been on my shelf for ages, possibly several years. So far as films are concerned I don't cope very well with journeys into the unknown and therefore I'm not the greatest watcher of films that I haven't already seen. So how do I see them the first time? I wait until there is a Steve around to advise and/or bully me: Steve's seen almost every film I'm ever likely to encounter. Anyway, David and I watched The Constant Gardner on Friday evening. Well David watched it and I watched most of it. True to form when things got harrowing I went and did something else. I am a very bad companion with whom to watch a film - unless it's something like The African Queen or Casablanca. There might, of course, be other incentives to sit still through the film but David isn't one of them!

'What about the film?' I hear you ask. Hmm. It has Rachel Weisz in it which is a good start; and Ralph Fiennes. Bill Nighy as a serious player in a gripping suspense thriller after his role in Love Actually and sundry other similar roles somehow didn't ring true. In fact I found the film oddly disjointed and unbelievable and wasn't even impressed by the acting. Although based on a spy thriller by John Le Carré one got the impression that the film's makers were trying to get a campaigning point across to the audience. Whether they were or not it didn't to my mind succeed in doing either that nor, frankly, much else. I always think of Le Carré as being a weaver of subtle plots. There was surprise in this film but no subtlety.

I'm glad I've seen it. But it won't be on the agenda for a second viewing.