with film studios and theater owners telling us that cinema attendances has been going down for the last 5 years, (receipts up, charge fewer people more - where have I heard that before!), you can see why when it appears over here the cinema change the start times daily, how can you plan to arrive knowing you may waste up to 3 hours waiting? still the day was not lost as I dropped another Christmas present for Diana to be wrapped, so a few shots of the fish tank in the shop,
feet up and put on a movie, this time Silverado, it requires zero thinking, just a good old fashioned shoot em up with the heroes triumphantly ridding into the sunset with the bad guys buried on Boot Hill, another couple of episodes of Hill Street Blues, we are up to The Last White Man on East Ferry Avenue, Goldblume does his best to maintain order after angry old man Mr. Popovich shoots a local boy dead and barricades himself in his home, gripping stories every one, with such understated humour from some of the cast,
to round off the evening none other that Hurcule, tonight in Murder in Mesopotamia, while accompanying his friend Hastings to a dig in Iraq, Hercule Poirot becomes involved in the murder of an archaeologist's wife, the victim, Mrs. Leidner, had been receiving threatening letters signed by her first husband - who is dead, then off to bed.
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