This has been turning mainly into a book and movie column.

I tried keeping a diary once but could never get into the habit of making daily entries. In my defence, I would like to say that in primary school each day is pretty much like the one before.

Big Fish is a wonderful movie. A tribute to the power of imagination and the endurance of fables, constructed under Tim Burton's uncanny, surreal direction. Loved every minute, and the end made me cry.

(I will imagine an end like that. Everyone I've ever known, smiling and waving at me, glad not that I'm leaving, but glad for me in my leaving.)

Give me surreal. Soak me in the uncanny. Overload my imagination.

Rewind: Last week

Raymond Chandler's The Big Sleep.

Moore and Gibbon's Watchmen.