It's Christmas Day here, and it's my son's first one, and the 2-year-old daughter is just going crazy on presents and candy, and that's all great, but I just can not stop thinking about the madman who always wondered whether you could survive an air crash
by grabbing up all the life preservers, going into the toilet,
inflating them and filling the space around you so that you will be totally cushioned when the plane crashes; and how that madman convinced the people who were making a multi-million pound TV show based on the beloved science fiction classic Day of the Triffids that the adaption should start with someone putting this idea in action, and then having them walk away from the crash with hardly a scratch, and then it goes out on TV in 2009 and is seen by millions of people who saw exactly how planes disintegrate in crashes in real fucking life on 9/11.
Maybe I've had too much candy too.
Anyway, well done to everybody involved in that sequence, especially Eddie Izzard, who is always great in everything. And Merry Christmas to all.
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