Month: August 2012

Less achy, though otherwise kind of a wash as a day. My writing group fell through at the last minute, so it was mostly just the crossword puzzle, and maybe a little bit of Robocop 3 while flipping through channels. I’ve never seen it, and what I did see today convinced me it should probably stay that way.

If I needed any reminder of just how much I am out of shape, my achy legs and back this morning were more than enough. A couple of hours of laser tag, go-karts, and golf swings and I’m apparently nearly out of commission altogether.

Which is just as well, because it was kind of a nothing of a day, really. I capped it by watching The Company of Wolves, which is kind of weird take on Red Riding Hood, more re-examination of fairy-tale metaphor than the horror movie I think I was looking for when I first started looking for something to watch tonight. I’m not sure I loved the movie, but I do think what Roger Ebert said about it is true:

The movie has an uncanny, hypnotic force; we always know what is happening, but we rarely know why, or how it connects with anything else, or how we can escape from it, or why it seems to correspond so deeply with our guilts and fears. That is, of course, almost a definition of a nightmare.