It’s been a while since I’ve written on here (you have no idea how appropriate a starting line that is today – SIX times I had to listen to various students murder the song ‘It’s been a while’ today at work - it was like being stuck in an X-factor audition.)
Anyway I’ve been immersing myself in other types of writing/editing which has taken me away from blogging for a bit. All of the sparks of genius I had for blog entries have now faded into fragmented thoughts so I’m rambling a bit... I was debating about doing a blog entry on that book everyone won’t shut up about – Fifty Shades of Grey- but my Mum reads this and it’s wrong to talk about sex in front of your Mum...For the record, although the book is trash, it’s the kind of trash you get drawn in to and can’t put down. A bit like tuning into an episode of Made in Chelsea when you know you should look away but you’re in awe at the ridiculousness of the characters. It’s pure mindless escapism... and when you tend to over analyse life in the manner in which I do I’m in need of that once in a while...
So onto something more worthy of my time. Last month I saw one of the best films I’ve seen in a long time; Cafe de Flore. The title is in reference to the song, which connects central characters of the story. It’s a film about love; love between a mother and her down syndrome son and a DJ who leaves one ‘soul mate’ for another...The two separate stories run side by side and are set in different decades and it isn’t until the film nears the end the connections all become clear. I loved the story as it touched on the concept of soul mates and reincarnation. Reincarnation is something I’ve had a fascination with for years after reading the book Journey of Souls (which I referenced in an earlier blog post ‘Drown’). The idea that people come into your life who’ve you’ve maybe met before in another lifetime...it’s a thought that sometimes niggles at the back of my mind when I meet people I feel inexplicable connections with, or have immediate reactions to (whether positive or negative). The film also has a beautiful soundtrack; when Sigur Ros came on I thought the air conditioning in the cinema had been turned on full blast I had so many goosebumps running up my arms. I don’t want to ruin the story by saying any more so go and rent it on DVD when it comes out!
