A day in the smog

Managed to catch 'Good Night & Good Luck' & 'Lady Vengeance' at the Curzon Soho today. 'Good Night...' resonated quite strongly, given the way the UK parliament managed to wreck 800 years of rights in two weeks, undermining the presumption of innocence (this happened last year, in case you missed it). This country badly needs a written constitution.

'Lady Vengeance' was superb. Very different to the last two parts of the trilogy. Chan-wook Park makes Tarantino look like a pop video auteur (which he is, if you consider most of his films are mash-ups of HK films with a dash of Peckinpah and excellent soundtracks).

Oh, and walked right into Eric Idle's photo call for 'Spamalot' outside the Palace Theatre, whilst being followed by four Pythonesque monks smacking their foreheads. Then I had the actor Jimi Mistry stare at me repeatedly in the Curzon bar. I should have gone up to him, and say (in front of his friends) 'I can only recognise you if you pull your pants down and bend over for me.' Damn, I am too slow these days.