The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul
Sep. 6th, 2010 10:49 amWe saw Dead Poets Society yesterday, to combat the long dark tea-time of the soul; "In the end, it was the Sunday afternoons he couldn't cope with, and that terrible listlessness that starts to set in about 2:55, when you know you’ve taken all the baths that you can usefully take that day, that however hard you stare at any given paragraph in the newspaper you will never actually read it, or use the revolutionary new pruning technique it describes, and that as you stare at the clock the hands will move relentlessly on to four o’clock, and you will enter the long dark teatime of the soul." (Douglas Adams)
It did little to restore my faith in literature studies, but I think it might have done the trick for Anette. We sobbed through the ending, of course. I couldn't tell whether it was the film or the caffeine overdose that made me tremble.
Emma did not turn out for the better, it was dreadful from cover to cover.
It did little to restore my faith in literature studies, but I think it might have done the trick for Anette. We sobbed through the ending, of course. I couldn't tell whether it was the film or the caffeine overdose that made me tremble.
Emma did not turn out for the better, it was dreadful from cover to cover.