Swimming and Writing: Saturday Morning Film Review

Saturday, 12 March 2011

If you get the chance to see Norwegian Wood - DON'T. Instead, buy a poetry book and a bottle of wine to share with your companion. I wish I had.

Dominic Rivron12 March 2011 at 09:38
Thanks for the advice. If only all reviews were so short and to the point.
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AquaMarina12 March 2011 at 13:04
you're welcome Dominic! I know it's all about personal taste but the suicide theme in the film began to seem like a good idea after a while...surely not a desirable outcome for a Friday night out...
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Anonymous12 March 2011 at 19:28
thanks for getting to the point! Life is short. (Must've been really terrible, I like the sound of the wine and poetry better anyway!)
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This summer I went swimming

This summer I might have drowned

But I held my breath

I kicked my feet

I moved my arms around

This summer I swam in the ocean

And I swam in a swimming pool

Salt my wounds, chlorined my eyes

I'm a self-destructive fool

Self-destructive fool

This summer I did the backstroke

And you know that that's not all

I did the breaststroke, the butterfly

And the old Australian crawl

The old Australian crawl

This summer I swam in a public place

And a reservoir to boot

At the latter I was informal

At the former I wore my suit

I wore my swimming suit

Oh, this summer I did swan dives

And jack knives for you all

And once when you weren't looking

I did a cannon ball

This summer I went swimming

This summer I might have drowned

But I held my breath, I kicked my feet

And moved my arms around

I moved my arms around

Loudon Wainwright III