Here I Go Again

It's a funny thing.
I find myself occasionally putting pen to paper over the years.
Most of the scribbles are on scraps of paper that become hills of paper.
And while anyone can express opinion, who cares?
Particularly in the blogosphere, who cares?
There is a danger here of course:
Vanity.
Surely it can't just be that. Vanity?
As Al Pacino said in the final line of Keanu Reeves's second greatest film: "Vanity - my favourite sin."
I hope that it isn't any of these things but I have to say one thing...........
If I'm putting something together ...I do like titles.

Titles come quick.

I spent 15 minutes writing yesterday's blog but when it came to publishing I needed a title.
I have found myself at this point a number of times in the past few years and the juncture never exceeds 3 seconds.
It's something of a disappointment because I really love thinking of titles.
But I suppose that, in some cases at least, 3 seconds of pleasure has sustained entire marriages.

I suppose that sometimes there is a beauty in the instant obviousness of what appears out of necessity.
I hope so.
So for one night only, let me explain.

Enemy Mine was a movie.

And for reasons I can't articulate it made a huge impact on me in the 80s.
And it made more of a hero of Louis Gossett Jr for me than did An Officer and a Gentleman.

You couldn't see his face.
His black face.
It was covered in green scales demonstrating the greatest beauty of science fiction.
Of Equality.
Fraternity.
And equivalence for all.
(In all of entertainment, this is surely done definitively in television rather than movies but nevertheless ...)

I think I need to watch it again.

I hope it is half as good as I remember.

Because I just caught a whiff of Back To The Future 2 and that was a pile of ......
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