On track for all the movies

Last year, for the first time ever, I took note of every single film I saw all year, just to see how many there were, and to help remember what I have seen when friends and colleagues inevitably ask what I've been into lately. It came to exactly 254 movies.

While I was pleased with myself at the time, that eventually seemed like a weak ass total, so I'm going for 300 this year, and it's a piece of piss so far.

All you need to watch  25 films a month, and I crossed the 175 mark (with Malignant, which would have been much, much better if every single thing about it hadn't be already spoiled) with a week to spare in July, which means I can catch up on some TV shows.

I have some time, because the youngest is waking up at 4.45 in the fucking morning, and will only go to sleep for another hour or so by napping on his dad while we watch TV. He's too young to understand what he's watching, but I try to avoid the blood and guts as much as possible. Until he falls asleep, and then I'm into some Horror Express, (which was, as fervently hoped, aces). 

And the kids are in bed by 6.30pm every night, so there's free time for the adults to watch whatever the hell we want, (although the horror doesn't get a look-in here

A willingness to clumsily jump into any genre or type of movie has lead to some odd results recently - a surprising amount of old films starring William Holden, as well as proper emotional reactions to the slow tragedies of Little Fish and the sudden nastiness of New Order. The only Scorsese I've watched so far this year is Age Of Innocence, but there have been three Fincher, and almost all the Wes Anderson, including that fox one for the first time.

As I write this, I'm getting stuck right into August's 25, and right now I am halfway through The China Syndrome, which I haven't seen since the 90s. The boy woke up early today, and we had to switch to some Shaun The Sheep, because that is my life now, but there's plenty of time later for the other stuff.