June 9th, 2006

breaking bad

King Lear

King Lear was very good: Russian and serious, and also pared down to its emotional core. The devastation of the end reminded me of the devastation of Russia during the 2nd World War, and there was a definite Marxist edge to it.

Edmund was way hot, as he should be, and gave the impression of being a modern man parachuted into the middle ages: 'Thou nature art my goddess, and to thy law my services are bound. Wherefore should I stand in the plague of custom?' Lear was like a skinny and less sane version of Klaus Kinski (ah, I see I am not the only one to make this comparison)

Anyway, the cinema was very air-conditioned. When the guy said 'Poor Tom's A Cold', I felt like shouting 'So's mine!'

I took my daughter along, and we bumped into her English teacher going in - way to make a good impression.
breaking bad


I was writing a couple of days ago about how I think society treats female sexuality as a bad thing, which needs to be controlled. Several commentators disagreed with me - which of course I like to hear the arguments the other way - I just wanted to post a couple of links to show you the sort of thing I mean.

Human Papilloma Virus causes cervical cancer, and can be sexually transmitted. The good news is that the vaccine Gardasil protects against it. The bad news is that there is a lobby to try to prevent the vaccine being distributed in the US, on the basis that fear of cancer prevents women from having sex (and this is supposedly a good thing). Here is a New Scientist article on it.

So women having sex is worse than them dying of cancer.

Here's another one. Collapse )