Mono Monday: The Postman Always Rings Twice

Earlier:

R: "Oh, God. I keep forgetting to be out on Monday."

Me: "Don't worry about it - I'll just photograph something else."

R (sighing heavily): "No, that's OK - just tell me what you want me to do..."

Me: "We're going to do this one."

Just now:

R: "Well, you certainly look miserable. But weren't you supposed to be frightened?"

Me: "Is she frightened? I thought she was upset about them not being able to be together..."

R: "Hmmm."

Me: "Oh well... too late to change it now!"

If I've made a hash of it, I'm going to blame time, my appalling memory and Lana Turner's acting, rather than my own. I'm sure I have seen the original film, but probably not for about forty years, and I've generally forgotten any film or television programme I watch within a couple of days (which tends to induce incredulous irritation in R anyone who saw whatever it was with me and wants to discuss it later, but has the advantage that I can watch repeats in a state of complete suspense, with no idea of how the plot is going to develop). I don't believe (though of course, I may be wrong) that I ever saw the notorious remake, with Jack Nicholson and Jessica Lange, and even if I had, age, modesty and dodgy backs would have prevented us from attempting to recreate it on camera.

Many thanks to Dollykgray for hosting. Among the things I had forgotten until just now was the fact that there are five Mondays in October - but I now know that we're doing The Maltese Falcon next week. It's a shame it wasn't today, really - given the amount I ate in Yorkshire last weekend, I could have played Sydney Greenstreet without the need for padding.