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Robert Wells or Mr Waters
Date: 7.03 pm, Thursday 15th March, 2012
Subject: Events
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In other news, the Mary Pickford Revisited event didn't exactly thrill me. The films show their age (around a century) in very odd ways. The pacing is uneven and plots may or may not conclude. Often long takes are used where nothing happens and then entire narrative arcs are given in a single glance. The scores were generally neither interesting music nor appropriate matches to the films.

The first film (The New York Hat) was about a girl who is bought a new hat by the local chaplain as a promise from her dead mother. The townsfolk whisper that they're up to no good. He shows the letter from the dead mother. They are ashamed. He gets together with the girl anyway. The new score had little to do with the film. Some excellent sideburns and other assorted facial hair.

The Female of the Species features two sisters and another lady trapped in the desert. The sisters consider offing the lady. Then they find a baby and they all live happily ever after. Yes, it makes that little sense. One of the sisters had what can only be described by the german ubermonobrow.

Finally the feature Amarilly of Clothes-Line Alley was a good film, just a bit long for its plot. Girl has a guy. He suspects her of having a fling with a rich guy. They split. They get back together. The score did some wonderful work blending SFX as percussion and using words from the intertitles as lyrics ("My granma scrubbed, my ma scrubbed, and I like scrubbing" was a great chorus and the simple "snitch" over every entrance of the baddie). If I could have knocked twenty minutes out of it, that would have been perfect.

Last night I saw Ken Russell's Lair of the White Worm. It's mental. It has a series of attractive girls who can't act and famous men who can reciting a script which is dire. So many plot holes it's unbelievable. Breasts, phalluses (phalli?) and poor special effects abound. It was great watching it in a dingy basement screening with like minded people (there was even a chuckle when the credit for Cinematography came up).

Surprisingly, I've not had as many problems adjusting to Ubuntu as I was expecting. Someone described your OS as plumbing, in that once you've got the pipes in and you've got used to which way the taps turn, you don't need to know how it works. The GUI looks and feels like OSX and the idea of using a command line for the complicated stuff is fine. The only thing I'm being frustrated with is constantly being told I can't use the GUI to do simple things because I don't have root access. I'm the only user, and I've kept the highest access level that was presented to me at the install. But instead of a simple file move being a drag and drop, I have to look up a command, check the paths, open a terminal, type it carefully, check the paths again, check I've typed it right, enter a password and hope I've not done anything wrong. I won't lie, I've thrown a keyboard a couple of times over the past week. Pretty much though, everything's working as planned. *Crosses fingers* 
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