Les chansons d'amour

Categories: cinema, australia, life

Date: 15 March 2008 01:55:36

I am here at my uni's library. I should be researching books and journals about the history of Project Management. As you may've guessed, I currently am not. I thought I should make the most of the uni's free internet access while I am here, and catch up on important things such as Wiblogs and Scrabulous on Facebook.

I've caught the train in today, as parking is really not an option for me today: down at Haymarket for the library and off to Paddington to see two more French films tonight. it can be hard to find parking around Paddington, especially in the evenings and weekends, and unfortunately public transport is not a great option for me given the infrequency of bus services where I live. As an example -- and excuse me while I gloat a little -- here is a letter I wrote to The Sydney Morning Herald yesterday which was published in the Letters to the Editor today:

While I am with John Croker (Letters, March 14) on free State Transit services and am a believer in public transport, I consider any extra taxes on petrol premature until residents in Sydney's south-west get public transport at a level similar to those closer to the city. For me to get from home to work on public transport, a distance of less than 20 kilometres, it takes three bus trips on three different bus companies, thus three fares. It takes at least 1.5 hours to go one way. I can drive in 25 minutes and when I compare the cost of three fares, the answer is, unfortunately, the car.
Add to this the fact that on weekdays the last bus I can catch leaves my nearest railway station just after 9, and on weekends I recall it was nearer to 6 -- it doesn't really make public transport an option. Sydney really needs to start investing in integrated public transport for those outside the inner city [though I'd say many of them may get a rough ride too] -- and fast.

Anway...off my soapbox.

I saw Love Songs last night. A very...interesting...film. The characters burst into songs at various points...expressing love, loss, pain, joy, sorrow...it was slightly strange at first, but I soon got used to it. I am not sure many others did. A number walked out at various points, not to return; mutters and sighs occurred when the songs started; and there was a roar of confusion at the end. The movie begins early on with a menage-à-trois and the exploration of sexuality continues through the film: but accompanied with moving scenes of love, loss, friendships, relationships and life in general. It won't appeal to everyone, but I loved it.