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Saw it last night at the dollar theater with Aida. Wasn't as bad as I was expecting, although it is the sort of movie where you just keep expecting Orlando Bloom to pop out wielding a sword, a knife, and a bow a la Kingdom of Heaven. James Franco's hair did get on my nerves, but other than that he did a good job playing the tormented lover/dutiful (adopted) son. The repeated importation of John Donne's poetry was glaringly anachronistic. The main problem, though, was that the love story was completely subservient to the rest of the plot - it wasn't a romance movie; it was a tribal war movie. The sets were good, the costumes were good, the acting was decent enough for a movie of this sort (Rufus Sewell was great) - definitely worth my time and money.
Received a very enthusiastic letter from the principal of St. Michael's Academy in New York City. She would like to set up an interview next month. It seems like a relatively poor school (financially speaking), but it also seems like a good environment, and it's in a good part of town (near Madison Square Garden/Penn Station/34th Street Macy's). It's all girls, 440 students; it was founded in 1874. It seems like it would be a truly wonderful place to work. And I'm just excited that I may actually be able to find a job!
A funny story shared with me by Aida (names changed to protect the innocent):
“I’m really tired,” C.P. said. “I was up all night wrestling with eunuchs.”
“WHAT?” came the incredulous response of A.R., who then promptly burst into laughter.
D. raised an eyebrow skeptically, sure that C.P. was up to no good. “And where was this taking place, Paul?”
“In my apartment,” said C.P. “Where else would it take place?”
“You were wrestling with eunuchs in your apartment?” D. asked, causing A.R. to lapse into further spasms of laughter.
“Why is this so funny?” C.P. asked, confusedly. Then it dawned on him. “UNIX. The operating system. I was wrestling with UNIX all night?”
He paused, taking in A.R.'s hysteria and observing the slow grin spreading across D.'s face. “You all are really sick,” he said.