Best Exotic Marigold Hotel, and everybody was right. I went last night, to the packed Normal Theatre, and walked through beautiful Uptown Normal afterwards with my mom, visiting the new train station just after a train had arrived (excellent restrooms!), and having ice cream cones on the patio at Emack and Bolio's under a fabulous exploding-with-music metal and light sculpture by Herb Eaton.
I am still and again singing the praises of my hometown.
Thanks to Normal for the new Marriott, and thanks to Beyond Normal Films for the Best Exotic Marigold.
The movie was funny, beautiful, and profound and full of actors I love--Judy Dench and Maggie Smith, of course, and Tom Wilkinson, but also the fabulous Bill Nighy of The Girl in the Cafe, a sweet movie about social justice that I recommend to all.
My kids like Bill Nighy because of Shaun of the Dead, a zombie movie, and his wife in that is Penelope Wilton, also his wife in this. So it's a Random Coinciday in the blog!
And also a Blue Monday, as the forget-me-nots keep blooming and the blue spiderwort have come back, revived by a spot of rain.
And it's even a Poetry Someday, as I got a good draft of a poem this morning, one that had been hanging around in the air like humidity, and then let loose.
How fucking old am I?
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