Going wedding dress shopping, and some film ramblings…

Last Saturday’s column HERE, all about wedding dress shopping, which was a silly and fun and moving and absurd and WONDERFUL way to spend an afternoon.

Also, if you’re looking for cinema recs, I can offer you THREE since I’ve been three times in the past week or so. Pretty rock n’ roll week, I’m telling you. They’re all brilliant in their own individual ways. First up, Living with Bill Nighy, which was my fav of the three. He plays a stiff British gent in 1950s, postwar London with quiet perfection. There is a scene at a piano which made me howl within the first…20 minutes, maybe? That’s all I’m going to tell you because I don’t want to give anything away but trust me, it’s the finest film I’ve seen for ages.

Well that’s not entirely true because The Banshees of Inisherin is also very fine. Colin Farrell plays a lonely village idiot who’s friends with a donkey. It’s a sort of…blackly comedic Irish parable and unites the team behind In Bruges (writer/director Martin McDonagh, Farrell and Brendan Gleeson). It’s a tiny bit gruesome in parts but because it’s also very funny, even I, a huge wimp, could handle the gruesomeness because it’s sort of surreal. Does that make sense? It’s been a long week. Anyway, I went home and listened to TWO podcast interviews with McDonagh afterwards because I enjoyed the film so much, and he sounded so intelligent about writing that, when I got out of the bath, I googled him and thought ‘How can this be – a brilliant write and director, who talks intelligently and fluently about writing, who’s also incredibly attractive????’ And then I discovered who his girlfriend is: Phoebe Waller-Bridge, who is also absurdly brilliant and intelligent so I thought, well, fair enough really. Good on ’em.

Thirdly, Triangle of Sadness which is also quite surreal. And sort of another parable, really. Although this one is about how awful the rich are. It’s funnier than I’ve just made it sound. Do not go on a full stomach because there is quite a long scene in this which genuinely made me retch, although I tried to turn it into a cough in the cinema. Not sure it fooled anyone but a few of them were retching too. So there we go, a film that will make you sick. Just what you want of an evening.