Night Wires: Ringsend

Lovely citrus-blue evening, like yesterday's. Drove down to the docks, stopping to take a few shots in Ringsend. When I got to the Alexandra Basin I drove along the quay then circled back by Boland's and the warehouses where I pulled in and sat in the car, looking at a bright container ship being loaded at the other end of the dock. I then decided to order a Diep takeaway and go to a movie on my own, for a change, so I left the docklands without taking one picture (which might be a first).

I had looked through the ones showing locally and at first decided on A Man Most Wanted (Seymor-Hoffmann's last performance). Unfortunately, I changed my mind and went to The Guest, having been persuaded by the sheer quantity of rave reviews. I like a good thriller/horror film and this rated 93% on Rotten Tomatoes, a little less (77) on Metacritic but still very respectable: a genre-transcending, self-aware, well-acted/scripted, etc., etc.

It was shite, gung-ho and lumbering from the get-go, a kind of sub-John Carpenter affair; Halloween is Macbeth by comparison. And yet, I stayed to the bitter end, with its obvious twist. Yeah, I wanted to see how it turned out, so you could say it had me, and I was curious to see just how much more awful it could get (a lot). A group of lads sitting in the same row tittered whenever the anti-hero Dan Stevens (of Downton Abbey) flexed a muscle or flashed a slick smile. When he started killing the nice people they quieted down somewhat.