has been agreably dull of late. Busy in places, but mainly just getting on with things. I've been reaquainting myself with old novels, and the partial evil of passive sentences.
Saw Hellboy 2 yesterday, which was utterly gorgeous in places, and lacking in others - but oh, so beautiful. If only it had possessed a brain. When did we all become so stupid, eh? Or expect so little of cinema. Fricken Hero's Journey and what not. I reckon it's cosmic rays, Hollywood's just a glittering positive litmus test, or something: I'm sure I would have known what, once, but not any more.
`xpect it will be quiet around here for a while yet.
Be seeing you.