grumble, grumble

Love to have a mandatory all-staff meeting at 6:30 am on a cold, windy morning. On the first day of my vacation.

(Yes, the meeting could have been an email. But it's fine, it's over. I just needed a grumble.)

(*Not very cold by the standard of genuinely cold places. But when I left the house at 6:00 the temp was about 20F/-6.5C, with the wind making it worse. The current wind chill, some hours later with the sun up, is 13F/-11C.)


Anyway, now I have a week off. I'm going to try and literally schedule myself to do something fun every day, because otherwise I know I'll just turn into a lump.

50 new things in 2023, part 4/50

This week's new-to-me thing was the 1947 Powell and Pressburger film Black Narcissus. It stars Deborah Kerr as the leader of a group of English nuns trying to establish a new branch of their convent in the Indian Himalayas, and David Farrar as the English agent of the local prince; it's based on a novel by Rumer Godden that I haven't read.

( More under the cut, including spoilers )

But, overall, not the film for me. I've loved every single wartime P&P film I've seen, and not cared for either of the two postwar films. I'll keep trying, though, and I have hopes for The Small Back Room if I can find it streaming anywhere.