Moot Thoughts & Musings

After German was over, I was exhausted. I took the rest of the week off to rest and relax. A little vacation at home, you might observe. It was lovely. I sat and read and read for pleasure, it is. Fiction. A rare treat. I finished the third Lymond book. It was so tense I kept having to shout "Auuggghh!!" just to relieve the tension, because the author didn't. It didn't even resolve at the end running directly into the fourth book, which I don't have. In order to extract myself from Lymond world and to relieve the tension, I picked up Remains of the Day, a short book that I had been wanting to read since I saw the movie several years ago. It's such an enjoyable book...about a butler of a great house in England reflecting on past days of glory at the house. It is rather poignant in parts. I hardly remembered anything from the movie, so when I finished the book, I went out and rented the movie, which, I suppose, one sure never do, because one will always be disappointed. And I was. The movie completely missed the whole point of the book, trying to bring out an implicit, repressed romance between the butler and housekeeper. There were some moments in the book where you thought the two might have some affection beyond their professional relationship, but the point of the book was the butler coming to terms with the remains of his day and of learning the pulse of human warmth behind the dignity he so prized in a truly great butler. The movie completely missed this point. (It's funny that I should be talking about the remains of the day first thing in the morning.)

I'm still very tired, but I really need to start work again. I'm sure I'll get inspiration and adrenalin once I get going. Perhaps I'll go for a run first....