tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27416700.post2921293260178829559..comments2023-10-18T08:35:45.313+01:00Comments on Goodnight Spilsby, we love you!: Global WarningsAll Shook Uphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06815298630864905608noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27416700.post-10988046133243004652008-07-28T12:51:00.000+01:002008-07-28T12:51:00.000+01:00I hate, hate, hate the tube, but even more so now ...I hate, hate, hate the tube, but even more so now they insist on bombarding us with 'safety' and 'security' messages. I just want to yell 'SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP!' in a postal rage everytime I step on a train. Honestly...<BR/><BR/>PussGlamourpusshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01450175254756849062noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27416700.post-59701727437172224452008-07-26T16:06:00.000+01:002008-07-26T16:06:00.000+01:00Haha, I had one... furthest I went in it was Devon...Haha, I had one... furthest I went in it was Devon though. Lovely sound, lovely smell. <BR/><BR/>Pelted through France many times too, usually down the west side to cross the border at Irun. Best way to travel.. really feel Blighty falling back behind you as the landscapes and temperatures change.All Shook Uphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06815298630864905608noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27416700.post-73200885027871749042008-07-26T15:27:00.000+01:002008-07-26T15:27:00.000+01:00"...or the sight of an old MG."MGB, actually,or MG...<I>"...or the sight of an old MG."</I><BR/><BR/>MGB, actually,or MGB-GT. Used to drive one of those. Admittedly it was an old-timer when I acquired it, but gosh did I love the sound of it, sun-roof down, pelting it all the way through France, across the Pyrenees into Catalonia...<BR/><BR/>D.Selena Dreamyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11629908887644614404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27416700.post-82777433749331961352008-07-26T12:31:00.000+01:002008-07-26T12:31:00.000+01:00Yes, it presses the right buttons.. although nosta...Yes, it presses the right buttons.. although nostalgia can just as easily stem from fairly inert things like the smell of Germoline, the Archers theme tune or the sight of an old MG. In this case, though, I thought the 'old fashioned' attitude of the guilt of two married people being smitten by each other still struck a chord with the audience - although, admittedly, it probably wasn't generally representative of the demographic most usually associated with marital infidelity. <BR/><BR/>By contrast, Marguerite, which is set in an identical period, concerns a 40 year old sophisticate who unaccountably falls for a 20 year old and conveniently dies at the end. The 'nostalgia' isn't sufficient to engage the audience due to the premise being so slim.<BR/><BR/>London's mutants survive among their prey thanks to the anonymity afforded by overcrowding. They wouldn't find it so easy up here!All Shook Uphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06815298630864905608noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27416700.post-71136247986842079912008-07-25T19:17:00.000+01:002008-07-25T19:17:00.000+01:00“they allowed the plot to stand as its author inte...<I>“they allowed the plot to stand as its author intended, and the fact that it can still resonate even in today's more licentious atmosphere was proved by the audience's rapt attention to every nuance.”</I><BR/><BR/>Evocative once again! And once again you made me feel nostalgic...<BR/><BR/>....at the same time, of course: it’s a jungle out there. London is where the mutants come out. Types with razor-sharp teeth and a taste for juvenile flesh. With crime and violence ever in the ascendant, it has deftly but unequivocally declared unilateral war on the rest of England.<BR/><BR/>D.Selena Dreamyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11629908887644614404noreply@blogger.com