Due to the unexpected arrival of Neal Stephenson,
nineweaving and I watched the latest installment of Powell and Pressburger early this afternoon: The Red Shoes and "I Know Where I'm Going!" (1945), since Black Narcissus didn't fit into the schedule. I am extraordinarily tired, so my comments will be brief. ( Come back tomorrow if you want depth. )
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- 1: In Memphis, on Valentine's Day
- 2: Just like a bad plot, I won't tell you why
- 3: I'll ring twice, like the postman always does
- 4: How about I create a mess and then solve the mess and then I'll be a hero
- 5: There's no kind of atmosphere
- 6: Anything you crave, a certain curse
- 7: Never tasted anything like you before
- 8: None of us are traitors till we are
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