We spent the weekend putting in new flooring all through the house. I had some great pictures of what we did, but they’re on the Hub’s new camera and I can’t figure out how to get them off. Maybe I’ll actually read the manual tonight. Anyway, it’s been our idea for a while now to re-floor. Hub got a great deal on some gorgeous Australian Cypress that’s a little lighter than our pine trim, but complements it beautifully. This is not my house, but it gives you an idea of the character of the wood.
The Razor’s Edge
I’m kind of “eh” about this one. It’s an older film (1984), based on a novel by Somerset Maugham. I have the novel, I just never got around to reading it. It’s set mostly in Paris about a man who has been to the trenches of World War I and how it changed his life. Bill Murray stars as the main character. This movie has the distinction of containing the absolute worst death scene I’ve ever seen in a movie or on television. Hub and I looked at each other and fell out. I really expected much more from Denholm Elliott.
I didn’t particularly like any of the characters, thought they were all self absorbed and despite being friends for most of their lives, didn’t really seem to know each other at all. Plus, I couldn’t quite get Caddyshack out of my mind for quite a bit of the movie. Bill Murray is hilarious, but that’s not what I want to see in a serious dramatic role. I give it 3 stars, if only to watch that death scene and laugh hysterically.
The Last September
What the hell is it with English movies that they just start in the middle of the story and expect you to catch up with them? And why the hell do I continue to watch and enjoy these movies, patting myself on the back when I figure out who everyone is and why they’re in that particular place at that particular time?
This movie is set in 1920s Ireland about a dysfunctional family (is there any other kind of British movie family?). They’re Irish, living on an estate with English relations and friends. Of course, this is during the time of the “the Troubles” and even on their estate, there is much upheavel and clashing of the classes. I love, love, love Maggie Smith and she’s the shrewd matriarch of this clan. Just dotty enough so that her bad behavior is excused, but you know she’s lived her whole life that way.
Visually, it’s a stunning movie. If you love scenes of the countryside, the movie is well worth seeing. Gorgeous greenery, wonderful costumes…I give it 4 stars and would recommend it to anyone who loves those crazy British movies.