Due to the unexpected arrival of Neal Stephenson,
nineweaving and I watched the latest installment of Powell and Pressburger early this afternoon: The Red Shoes and "I Know Where I'm Going!" (1945), since Black Narcissus didn't fit into the schedule. I am extraordinarily tired, so my comments will be brief. ( Come back tomorrow if you want depth. )
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