Yesterday, after Detroit Unleaded, we hit up the market, and found it almost closed – understandably – it was almost 5:00 p.m. and it closes at 6:00. We got some fruit and cheese (a creamy “American” Asiago) and salad greens. We came back to the apartment, did some work, and I texted with Al & talked to John – about job prospects, both of them. Dinner was pasta carbonara, with ham, bacon, egg yolks, and that Asiago, and a big salad. Then we just relaxed & watched Canadian TV.
This morning, I got up to work some more, and decided that the itchy, like I’d been brushing up against something toxic, feeling I’d been having in my hands was from working on the industrial wood top of the work island we’ve got in the apartment kitchen. It makes a good back drop for food photography, but it is sticky and nasty. I thought my reaction was from walls in the streets of Toronto that I’d been leaning against whilst in movie lines – but I’ve stayed away from the island and not from walls all day today, and I’m not feeling itchy.
Movie #9 was Great Expectations, with Voldemort as Magwitch, directed by Mike Newell. We were both embarrassed that we looked at her and thought she was familiar the whole film, but didn’t recognize Lucrezia Borgia as Estella until we checked IMDB afterwards. The production designer – I think someone named Jim Clay – was true to Dickens – the ordinary people in 18th century England were living in crumbling ruins, and both rich and poor were living in filth. Manure, bloody carcasses carried through the streets, and lots and lots of mud.
We went and got giant sandwiches at the Brick Street Bakery in the Distillery District for a late lunch, and a nice walk. Now we are fortifying ourselves with various forms of bread & cheese before heading out to movie #10 – Suicide Shop.
