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18th November

Today was all about going to see the remake of Suspiria

So watched some wrestling that made me cry and reminded me WHY I watch wrestling.

Went to the shop and bought my body weight in sweets to eat at the cinema then on to the film.

There is only once cinema near me showing it and only one showing I can go to so thats where I headed at 1:45 on a Sunday afternoon.

I made my way to a cinema that was more like someone front room with three leather sofas, two arm chairs and some other stuff in there. I was first in there so took the sofa in the middle.

I am always super paranoid about things like this is tickets were bought well in advance because obviously it would sell out. It didn't. There were 11 people in there.

Many adverts. Many more than I thought. A trailer for a film about a holiday that has passed. A trailer for a film about an 80's ITV show. Then the film.

Suspiria is one of my favourite films and that last film that scared me about 30 years ago.

This was, er, interesting. Not bad but interesting and never boring. Mostly good apart from the last proper bit before the epilogue which was rubbish. I think I need to watch it again. Maybe once more and then never again. Maybe. We'll see.

I then went to subway for a disappointing sandwich that cost £6. Then home in the dark.

Had a bath because I hoped it might make my arms feel better which it didn't. I was then told it was leaking through the ceiling (again) such is my life.

What will the evening bring? Hopefully sleep. A little slice of death. A least I will stop hurting for a while.

Witch....

Also watched 'A Star is Born' which is the equivalent of a bowl of Ready Brek but without anything like honey or sugar mixed in with it. Lady Gaga looks nice though but I would have thought she would have used her real name for such a serious, deep, meaningful role.

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