Woke up this morning, found out I had a share in the banking industry but still don't have a pot to piss in if you pardon the terminology. Not sure how all that works but it's something of a rum do. But anyway, it's all very fragile and I'm sure it wouldn't take much to have it all collapse in a heap again.
Yesterday's screening of "That Sinking Feeling" at GFT was a resounding smash. The film stands up very well both as entertainment and as a document of Glasgow at the time. Almost none of the locations that it was shot in are around anymore. Difficult to believe that it's nearly 30 years old. Stuart Murdoch (of Belle and Sebastian) did a great informal chat/q&a thing after the movie with Rab Buchanan of the original Bill Forsyth alumnii. He's a genuinely charming wee guy as anybody who has met him at The Tolbooth in Stirling will tell you.
The trailblazing ways of what Forsyth did made it possible for Scotland to become a player in the movie industry through this film. Everything else to this point was of a "Play For Today" style, drama made for TV. The formula seems to have almost gone the opposite way again since then. Being that a lot of projects are made for TV distribution but have a limited cinema run. So anyway, see "That Sinking Feeling" if you can. I'd love to see it in other countries to see the reaction, it has all the qualities of a silent movie and is thusly multidimensional.
Nice to see a film star on the last train from Queen Street too. Keeping it real like he did in the films before so called reality became a homogenised commodity. I think I'll watch Gregory's Girl tonight just to keep the vibe going. Looking at the visitor locations today, there was one in particular that I reckon was someone who I'd really like to hear from. Who I hope can let bygones be bygones. Here's hoping anyway...
I discovered this via Kip on the Bomp refugee mailing today who posted their version of Freebird, I like this one better but thanks for the info...
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