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I was finally able to watch my final SIFF movie last night, the only one I purchased as an at-home streaming option, only because its in-theater times weren't workable for me. It was a Polish, World War II film called
Filip, and I quite liked it, in spite of some issues I had with how it treated its women characters. It was really well acted and well shot, in any case.
I banged out the review pretty quickly, in barely more than half an hour. Maybe it was forty minutes. Shobhit needs to record a one-minute video for his campaign to send some some local government election agency or another, but by the time I was done he wasn't "feeling it." So, now he's hoping we can get it done tonight. Even tonight will have to be after yet another movie I go see. It's an early showing, at least: 4:30. I'm going to have to pay for the individual ticket for this one, as it's only playing at the Regal Meridian downtown. No showings at an AMC Theater, which is the one for which I pay a monthly subscription. Poopy poop!
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There's not much more to report on. After I wrote my review, Shobhit and I watched this week's episode of
Ted Lasso on Apple TV+. I liked it a lot; it might be the best episode of the season. It made me cry.
Oh! I guess I could mention this: on my bike ride home from work, I swung by the Central Library to pick up a book I had on hold—the photography book by George Platt Lynes that I put a hold on right after seeing
the great documentary about him at SIFF last week.
When I went to find it on the holds shelf, there was just a place marker saying my book was being held at the front desk and I needed to ask for it. At first I assumed this must mean it's because of the nudity in George Platt Lynes's photography. But, not so much, really: it's just a physically very large book. I could only fit it about 2/3 into my shoulder bag and barely found a way to still safely affix it inside the bag to my bike rack to ride it home.
So far I have only flipped through the book, but am already disappointed. The documentary
really focused on Lynes's photography of male nudes, and his sexually charged perspectives on them. This book, published in the nineties, has all of one or two male nudes in it, with a lot of other photos of either women or clothed men. There's only a small amount of text in the book, and we'll see if it even touches on his sexuality. But, the stunning photography examples seen in the film are is not really represented in this book at all.
There have been other books on this guy published though, that just aren't carried by the Seattle Public Library. All I have to do is request that they get them, though. I've successfully requested books for the library to take in before, so I might as well try it again.
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[posted 12:29 pm]
