I should have payed more attention. I
should have been more suspicious. And yet I agreed to go and see a
film I'd never heard of at an arty cinema in Legnano. It was "Il
Giovane Favoloso" ("The Fabulous Youngster") about the
Italian poet Leopardi. And my God it was long, boring and depressing.
Here's the poster so you know what to avoid:
During the titles I saw it had been
presented at the Venice Film Festival. "Oh ohhh," I
thought. Then I saw that about 13 banks and 2 local councils and a TV
company had financed it, I realised I'd fallen into a trap again.
Having to get money from so many sources to make a film usually means
the film will be no good.
I've told earlier of my hallucinogenic paraphenelia (earplugs and eye coverings for a midday nap) and
normally I enjoy the strangeness of the visions which come. But
yesterday I saw four steps of logic which proved the existence of God.
...much better than his).
As my dreaming brain considered the proof, my heart started beating faster, I got scared and annoyed. I struggled
to wake up, which I finally did with a start. Of course I could not remember a
single step of the proof. But I remember each step cutting into my
brain/mind like a metal claw...
The cat (I'd like to say our cat
but he won't let me) went into the garden and saw a squirrel on the
grass a few meters away. Immediately the cat went into "I'm a
hunting tiger" stance (despite his weight problem). The squirrel
looked at the cat and the cat looked at the squirrel. Here they are
in other circumstances:
A few years ago the cat could get to
the top of trees 12 meters high, and sway in about in the wind
fearlessly. I was so surprised I took a photo (from the third floor):
Then he discovered a nice restaurant on
the first floor of our building, a lady who feeds him till he bursts.
So the cat looked at the squirrel and
the squirrel looked at the cat, then the squirrel zipped along the
grass and up a tree followed by the small podgy tiger. Up the tree
the squirrel went. The cat tried it too, but got only a couple of
meters before giving up and falling to the ground, breathing heavily
and sweating a lot (I imagine).
"So, what is this 'timeless and
universal lesson taught by nature' then?"
Keep a check on your Body Mass Index if
you want to eat squirrel sandwiches for lunch.