I recently topic a trip to the local odeon to see The Kings Speech. A truly inspiration story of an underloved little brother and personal above plastic merit.
I would love to delve deep into the story, but I shall spare you the torment of an essay that could potentially kill one of the best pieces of cinematography I have seen in some time.
Instead I will talk about global waistline change, or rather; global fattening. I myself have fallen foul of this, being two stone more than is ideal and a stomach to rival jack black.
I'm sure you will agree that 'golden' weights and size -2 are both anatomical nightmares, being witter impossible or worthy of disgust.
So hang on, why has this a thing to do with cinematography; well my friends. Cinemas sell food, drinks and such like. I decided on a medium fanta and mum a diet Pepsi, but popcorn is a staple part of any cinematic experience. Wishing to be as healthy as possible whilst still meeting the requirement of a mass sweet binge we agreed upon a medium sweet popcorn to share. Here is where Andrew Lansley has missed a trick. The cashier promptly says "You know its cheaper to get a large popcorn?".
Wait what!
Indeed, a 75 pence difference but thank you Mrs. Thatcher for my pounds ability to look after itself if I meerly take care of a hundred pennies.
So there I sit, burning no calories other than those enough to keep my heart pukping. Consuming at least 25 pieces each minute without a care in the world. It's deeply upsetting that whilst the third world is starving I can, and do buy more food for less money.
Even worse to think that if it isn't me it would be any other person to walk through the door, and if not that then in the bin.
I would love to see equality, I would love to see a turn around, and with the middle east protests who is to say now that we won't.
Good luck world.
I would love to delve deep into the story, but I shall spare you the torment of an essay that could potentially kill one of the best pieces of cinematography I have seen in some time.
Instead I will talk about global waistline change, or rather; global fattening. I myself have fallen foul of this, being two stone more than is ideal and a stomach to rival jack black.
I'm sure you will agree that 'golden' weights and size -2 are both anatomical nightmares, being witter impossible or worthy of disgust.
So hang on, why has this a thing to do with cinematography; well my friends. Cinemas sell food, drinks and such like. I decided on a medium fanta and mum a diet Pepsi, but popcorn is a staple part of any cinematic experience. Wishing to be as healthy as possible whilst still meeting the requirement of a mass sweet binge we agreed upon a medium sweet popcorn to share. Here is where Andrew Lansley has missed a trick. The cashier promptly says "You know its cheaper to get a large popcorn?".
Wait what!
Indeed, a 75 pence difference but thank you Mrs. Thatcher for my pounds ability to look after itself if I meerly take care of a hundred pennies.
So there I sit, burning no calories other than those enough to keep my heart pukping. Consuming at least 25 pieces each minute without a care in the world. It's deeply upsetting that whilst the third world is starving I can, and do buy more food for less money.
Even worse to think that if it isn't me it would be any other person to walk through the door, and if not that then in the bin.
I would love to see equality, I would love to see a turn around, and with the middle east protests who is to say now that we won't.
Good luck world.