My boyfriend and I have just hit the eight month mark, and this year was the first time I was going to get to see Valentine’s Day from within a relationship.
So of course, sod’s law decided to shove it’s size thirteen boots into my life.
Boyfriend pulled something in the back of his knee, (didn’t say how), and I was hobbling about on a dodgy toe. What’s more, the film that I wanted to see only came out in America on the 14th, not the U.K. Hence Valentine’s a week later when the film did come on in the U.K and we could actually go see it.
I argued with online booking, I argued with three pairs of shoes and I forgot to pick up my gloves but we made it to the film! Success.
Despite the online advice that high demand for the film might mean tickets were in short supply the theatre was pretty much empty. There was boyfriend and I, and two other couples. Six of us in total to watch a film in what was the smallest theatre I have ever seen. But it was nice and I don’t really mind missing Valentine’s day. We both enjoyed the film and boyfriend has bought me the book as a Valentine’s present.
As for the film itself; well you really need to read the book by the looks of it. You get the feeling you’re missing a lot of back story, but that would probably be my only qualm. I loved the casting and the take on good versus evil with Will Smith playing a fantastically placid Lucifer. I think some films tend to go overboard with the imagery surrounding the devil by that theological debate is a whole other post which I may do next week if I remember the topic by morning. (I tend to have “oh that will be cool moments” and then forget about them completely after sleep. It’s rather annoying, especially if one of those moments solves a massive plot-hole in my novel and I’m just too tired to pick up a pen.)
I love films that twist halfway through and say “AHA! You thought this was going to happen, you thought me cliche! Well see here Miss Forrester, I shall now completely surprise you. Mwhahahahaha!” *Discrete cough* Hmm, yes, anyway. My point is that I enjoyed the film, am looking forward to reading the book and in a not really there point to the post; Valentine’s Day didn’t sweep me up as much as I thought it would.
I would have liked roses though. I really don’t want the only flowers I ever receive as a Valentines to be from my dad. [When my dad remembers he buys my mum a big bouquet and then a single rose for my sister and I each so everyone in the house has flowers on Valentines. I repeat, when he remembers. This is the household that regularly forgets birthdays, anniversaries and any other memorable occasion or event.]