I know I mentioned it before,but,here I am,approaching my post 40 and a few more years birthday,and things are getting harder by the day,maybe I am just getting old,but honestly,got home from work today,and 3 hours later my body aches in every joint/muscle, I do not even feel like drinking the rather wonderful red I have in my glass,I am feeling so bleeding knackered that I can't be bothered to watch one of my top 10 films of all time,which incidentally, consists of a few more than 10, 633 Squadron, now there's a fine film, made long ago before all that CGI crap that is churned out of America, when,if you needed an aircraft for a film, you aquired a fleet of them from god knows where, now, they give the blue prints and photos to some American computer wizz kid/twat who in between reading his copy of Nutcase with an assualt rifle monthly, knocks out some CGI Spitfire flown by another american ,who manages to win the Battle of Britain single handed. Bollocks. Modern films,by which I mean anything not done by Tarentino, are a waste of time.
Rant over.
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