cloudsinvenice | Newly shod (Reply)

We're having some pretty bad nights, so are zombies this evening, keeping awake until bedtime with tea and Battle: Los Angeles. It's not as bad as expected - a lot of films like this would've set everything at night or gone teal-and-orange, and the fact this commits neither sin makes it a lot more convincing in the aliens-really-are-invading-this-real-city stakes.

Meanwhile, I finally saw (a version of) Les Miserables - the one with Liam Neeson. I got all het up about ethics and present-day resonances and hating Javert (I'm sure he was acting from some self-hatred re: his background, but so destructive). I'm embarrassed to say that I hadn't realised the original novel was by Victor Hugo - R has been wanting me to read The Hunchback of Notre Dame for years, and after watching the Charles Laughton film recently, I've decided to do it soon. French authors are among my massive cultural gaps that need filling.

Today I managed to get new shoes (half-price at Clarks AND fulfilling all my needs re: helping-me-stay-on-my-feet) and about twelve pairs of socks, both badly needed. It's satisfying when a clothes-shopping expedition goes well - mostly in my experience, I either get everything I need really quickly, or it's a fruitless nightmare; there's very little in between.