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Red Shoes
The Red Shoes is on television – a good way of recovering from an excellent but overwhelming long Christmas lunch. I know that there are many things in the film to focus on, but I’m always especially struck by the opening, where a bunch of frantically energetic, highly educated arts students (musicians and dancers) push…
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Christmas Stories
There are some wonderful Christmas stories – they start with Dickens’ Christmas Carol, of course. It’s a shame that it seems so hard to make a successful film out of it, because it’s so overwhelmingly dramatic – but all the many, many versions and adaptations always seem stiff and clumsy when compared with reading the…
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Far
I will admit: I’m not completely happy with the Christmas Alone thing. It’s not bad; I’m not depressed. And I will have a leisurely lunch-and-afternoon with V. and her family; and if only I’d gotten organized I could have gone to see my family this week (they’re all gathering in Washington this year – actually…
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Holiday
Holiday stuff…. Pandoro from an Italian student, M. (although I can’t imagine why he shipped it all the way from Austin, Texas, where he’s on a year abroad – after all they sell them around here). Already put the powdered sugar on it, going to have a couple of slices as a snack. A very…
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Upanishad
Reading a passing reference to the Upanishads, by the shimmering lights of my small, comfortable, living Xmas tree (I’ll post a picture on Xmas Eve), I think: I would like to spend time studying them, reading them… of course they’re coming up obliquely, at a sort of angle, in the paper I’m writing; but I’m…
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Shortest Day
The winter solstice was 12:22 a.m. GST – this morning. It didn’t feel like the shortest day. I’m sleeping too much the past several weeks, because I’ve been careless about my thyroid medicine (as well as missing not one but two antiretroviral doses when I went to Liverpool, which, in AIDS medicines is really going…
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Paul Attinello 