Capital punishment

Two young Australians face execution in Indonesia within the next few days. They are convicted drug traffickers. The Australian Parliament and prominent Australians have pleaded for the death sentences to be commuted. Indonesia's President has not heeded any of these pleas and appears immovable on the matter.

By all accounts the two Australians have turned their lives around in the many years they have spent in prison awaiting their sentence to be carried out. Their reform has been one of the arguments pleaded in their favour. Some in Australia, especially amongst those who have lost loved ones to drug usage, support the intended executions.

I can understand that view but I am not in favour of capital punishment. I wish that the Indonesian President would agree to commute the sentences. There seems no hope of that.

I am glad that our Governments - of both persuasions - have pleaded on behalf of these and other Australians who face execution. Perhaps if our Governments would use diplomatic channels constantly to argue against all executions - and not just those where Australians are involved - we might see countries which practice capital punishment changing their policies over time. Otherwise why should any country show clemency to Australians when they execute their own nationals with impunity?

What We Did On Our Holiday

I was looking forward to seeing 'What We Did On Our Holiday' which from the trailer I assumed to be inspired by, or an adaptation of, the television series 'Outnumbered'. In the film the family visit a grandfather in Scotland to celebrate his birthday.

The film has a similar premise to the television series. A married couple rearing three children who are struggling to reign in their boundless energy and incorrigible, havoc-inducing, curiosity.

But there are differences and these are not just the different set of performers. The family is a different family and whereas the television parents are a settled couple the parents marriage in the film is falling apart. There are also dark edges to the film especially the plot surrounding the grandfather and to a lesser extent the behaviour of the aunt.

These parents are not as weary as their television counterparts and the children are not quite as provoking with their impossible to counter child logic although are terrific young performers. On the plus side the film contains stunning scenery of the Scottish highlands.

A bit disappointing but it has its moments.
★★1/2

Bridge

Tonight, 44.40%, 14/17

Lincoln progress

Progress at the Lincoln Place development adjacent to my apartment building.

Yesterday

23 December 2014

Bridge

Tonight, 30.20%, 12/12

The Gambler

I have to admit that 'The Gambler' is a more interesting film than I was expecting. A compulsive gambler continues to dig deeper and deeper holes of debt even when he has the funds to pay them off.

As interesting as the film is, Mark Wahlberg portraying a college literature professor - like his character's gambling practices - is just one stretch too far.

Plenty of profanities but watchable nonetheless.
★★★1/2

Wild

'Wild' like 'The Theory of Everything', is a film that hangs on an outstanding portrayal of a real individual. Reese Witherspoon plays Cheryl Strayed a woman who spent 13 weeks walking the Pacific Crest Trail from California to Washington state in a bid to find herself after a period of self destructive behaviour.

The film unfolds with frequent flashback sequences which gradually reveal the extent of Cheryl's fall from grace. The trek emphasises the size of her eventual triumph.
★★★1/2

The Theory of Everything

'The Theory of Everything' is about Steven Hawking, how he meets and falls in love with his first wife, Jane, the diagnosis of his motor neuron condition and how he and Jane deal with his deteriorating health.

The highlight of what otherwise is a somewhat dull film is the excellent acting of the cast with Eddie Redmayne outstanding as Hawking. The film is worth seeing for the performances and for its example of the power of the mind over the body.
★★★

Paper Planes

I believe that 'Paper Planes' is based loosely on true events. A young boy whose mother has recently passed away enters a paper plane competition and tries to enlist the involvement of his grieving and distracted father.

This film which is a bit elastic in its depiction of geography, distances and travel times is an appealing  entertainment aimed at young and early teenage children.
★★★

Bridge

Tonight, 45.10%, 10/15

They've got my number.....

My monthly credit card statement arrived yesterday. As always I scanned it for any irregularities and there it was. At the very end of the statement. Seven items that screamed out 'these are not mine'. Seven 'services' amounting to almost $500. Someone has used my credit card number. Not the card itself. That is in my possession. A clone card maybe. My numbers at the very least.

Within five minutes of opening the statement I was on the phone to my bank provider. The unwelcome news was that these irregular items are continuing into next month's statement currently accruing at the bank.

I've tried to think at what point my card might have been compromised but I can't readily identify one. There are some oddities about the rogue transactions one of which may involve New York. If you are thinking of visiting there - I'm looking at you, Andrew - be careful.

The card has been 'stopped'. Disputed transaction forms have been emailed to me, printed, completed, scanned and emailed back to the bank. A new card with a new number will be despatched.

It is all rather annoying.

I am curious, yellow

I've been taking a course of vitamins. They are intended for men aged 65 years and over. According to the label the vitamins help support men 'meet their nutritional needs and maintain general wellbeing'.

I don't feel any different taking the tablets. I have no idea if they have any effect on me whatsoever except in one respect. After taking a tablet my urine is a very distinctive colour. Yellow. Bright yellow. Very bright yellow.

Bridge

Tonight, 41.90%, 9/11

From time to time

Robert Allenby

Robert Allenby is an Australian professional golfer who is in the news at the moment for other than his golfing skills. Mr Allenby recently turned up one morning in Hawaii bruised and looking the worse for wear claiming he had been drugged and kidnapped from a bar and beaten by person or persons unknown. Later bystander accounts have provided different versions of events.

I'm not buying into which of the accounts is, or may be, the accurate one. That is none of my business. What intrigues me is Mr Allenby's consistent assertion that he has no recollection of events between 11.06pm and 1.27am. These are such precise times. Generally people refer to 'about' times. It seems to me that 'about 11pm or about 1.20am' is the more usual statement.

I wonder why Mr Allenby is so precise? Is that just his nature? Is this is a reflection of 21st century living with the increasing reliance on digital material such as smart phones and tablets?

Just curious.

A fresh nappy (diaper)

I don't blog about politics much. I'm not that passionate about the subject but mostly I can't be bothered. But last night a rather extraordinary thing happened. An almost certain change of Government in the state of Queensland. It is not the fact of the change that is extraordinary but the circumstances.

In 2011 the Liberal National Party won power in Queensland with Campbell Newman as its leader. The margin of victory, 78 of the 89 seats, was simply unprecedented. Generally huge majorities are thought to be bad for democracy. Governments with sizeable majorities tend to take advantage of that power and lose touch with the electorate through decisions of electoral benefit rather than electorate benefit. Generally the bigger the majority the more elections it takes for the electorate to eventually rid themselves of that Government.

With the size of that 2011 win it was assumed without exception it would take more than two elections for the ousted Labor Party - reduced to just 9 seats out of the 89 - to return to power. Well, Mr Newman and his party made themselves so unpopular it seems that their rule lasted just one term of Government. The party has almost certainly lost power to the Labor Party and Mr Newman has definitely lost his seat.

All of which supports the following theory.

Take a position

I'm a very placid person. Friends have complained about it. 'For heavens sake, express an opinion', Cs has railed at me several times when he has foamed at the mouth at some imagined outrage which has left me quite unmoved and disinterested.

Someone, one or both of my parents perhaps, has imbued me with a 'live and let live' attitude to life and events. Occasionally I get hot under the collar about some matter but it doesn't happen very often.

In a similar vein my mind is often a blank. Nada. Nothing happening. I'll be seated somewhere, silent and not contributing to the conversation and someone will make that cliched observation, 'a penny for your thoughts', when in reality I am thinking nothing at all.

Laboratory tests 'prove'!!

Bridge

Tonight, 42.10%, 12/13

Holiday harbour activity

As best I can recall it has been a long time since it rained in Sydney on Australia Day. This year it did rain, virtually all day. The usual activities continued in the rain including annual events on Sydney Harbour.

The latest Navy vessel, HMAS Canberra, amongst pleasure craft and masted sailing vessels.

One of three P&O cruise ships which anchored in the harbour for the day.

After Dinner

Sydney Theatre Company

(Sydney Theatre Company at Wharf 1)

Five people are out for Friday night dinner at a club. At one table three women, one uptight and unmarried, one fun loving and unmarried, the third tentatively stepping out for the first time since being widowed. At another table two men, one recently separated and the other unmarried and looking to pick up a woman for the evening.

This is the set up for 'After Dinner', written thirty years ago by Andrew Bovell when he was just 21 years old.

A very funny and at times poignant examination of human behaviour and relationships.
★★★★

Arise Sir Philip

I awoke this morning to the news that Prince Philip - that Greek Englishman who is married to a Queen and who lives mainly in London - has been made a Knight in the Order of Australia. No doubt Sir Philip as he may now prefer to be known is chuffed at the news.

Like many Australians I have no idea why our Prime Minister thought last year, without any public discussion of which I am aware, that it was a good idea to reinstate Knighthoods into Australia's honours system let alone distribute such trinkets to people who not only aren't Australian but do not even live here.

The supplementary news that the Knighthood is for 'his contribution to Australia' leaves me rather bewildered. I suspect Sir Philip is more bewildered than I.

At least Sir Philip won't have to travel far for his investiture. He might just tumble out of bed one morning and into something a little formal, perhaps a little number like this;

As for Prime Minister Abbott....have we ever had a PM more out of touch? Not in my lifetime.

Australia Day 2015

Unbroken

Unbroken is about an American Olympian and wartime Bombardier, Louis Zamperini, who was captured by the Japanese after being adrift on the ocean on a rubber dinghy for more than seven weeks following the shooting down of his plane and who was detained as a Prisoner of War.

The film focuses relentlessly on the brutal treatment Zamperini was subjected to as a POW and as a consequence is heavy going for much of its length. The final moments which show photos of the real life Zamperini  and details about his post war life and attitudes indicate a remarkable man and give some credence to the events portrayed earlier.

Doubtless cinematic and dramatic license has been taken in the portrayal and it does seem unlikely that all of the men with whom Zamperini served prior to his capture could have been as flawlessly photogenic as they appear in the film.

Strong stuff and better than average.
★★★1/2

Horses for courses

Horses for courses...or something like that. I really should learn a lesson but sometimes I forget.

Tonight I purchased a takeaway meal from a neighbourhood eatery which specialises in chicken dishes. I had the intention to purchase a chicken dish without deciding what type to select until I got there. However once at the eatery I noticed a beef curry on offer, something the eatery doesn't often have on its menu so despite the heat of the day - or maybe because of it - I made the last moment decision to select the beef dish instead.

That was a mistake.

The beef was very dark - darker than in the stock image below - and not very tender and the curry flavour, if that's what it really was, did not appeal to me.

What is further annoying was that only when eating the meal back home did I remember selecting a beef curry from that eatery about a year ago and not enjoying that meal either.

When will I learn the lesson. Horses for courses. Stick to an eatery's speciality.

American Sniper

Chris Kyle (Bradley Cooper) is a 'legend' and a 'hero' to his mates for his unerring skill as an American Sniper in the war in Iraq. His task, along with his fellow snipers, is to protect the ground troupes engaged in house to house searches by picking off enemy snipers and combatants. His superior 'kill' record is behind his fame.

I'm quite conflicted by this film. It opens with scenes of the childhood Kyle receiving lessons from his father on his responsibilities as a family defender, scenes which are every bit as unpleasant as the war scenes to follow. The film then quickly jumps to the attack on the World Trade Centre in New York which inspires and leads to Kyle's enlistment as a Navy SEAL. He marries and starts a family and serves four tours of duty to Iraq. All the while he grows more distant from his family and increasingly disturbed by his war experiences.

From Twitter I see there are people who having seen this film are enthused to join in the killing spree. I find this response to the film disturbing. Whilst I feared in its early scenes that the film was into glorifying the war the fact is that pretty well all the combatants are shown to eventually be severely damaged mentally and/or physically by their experiences. Yet despite severe damage those who might be said to be survivors remain drawn to involvement in weapons.

The futility of the war is obvious with nothing achieved apart from injury, death and mayhem but the film seems uninterested to underline this fact.

Cooper's performance is quite brave as he departs far from the handsome charmer of his early movies  and it looks like he will be well rewarded financially. Cooper is one of the film's producers and the movie is a box office hit having taken nearly $100 million dollars on its first weekend in the USA.

This is very firmly an American view of the conflict. Technically I suppose the film is well made but I had difficulty following the dialogue, large amounts of which were unintelligible to me. I simply couldn't make out what the actors were saying.

Whilst I'm concerned the film sparks an healthy reaction from some, assessing it rationally I rate it
★★★

Radiance

Belvoir St Theatre

Three half sisters assemble at the family home for the funeral of their mother. One of the sisters, an internationally renowned opera singer, has returned from London. As the sisters remember the highs and lows of their past, family secrets are unravelled.

Radiance is a revival. It is directed by Leah Purcell who also plays the part of the oldest of the sisters, the opera singer. I like Ms Purcell and have enjoyed her acting in the past but she is not convincing in this role. There is none of the diva bravado in her body language or behaviour. The other two performers are quite capable in their roles.

Unfortunately I easily guessed early on the big twist that provides the ultimate dramatic climax.

Some strong aspects but overall, disappointing.
★★

Bridge

Tonight, 46.30%, 14/17

I want to fly with whom they're flying......

Radio times

I was seven when television started in Australia but we didn't get one in our home until I was about ten. In my formative years home entertainment was sitting around a radio receiver every evening listening to serials and musical programs. Our imagination was a powerful tool with mental pictures of what was being portrayed in the serials forming in our minds.

I remember how my illusions of these seemingly life like serials evaporated when we went to a radio studio one day to see a serial being broadcast. I saw the reality of actors standing over a microphone with some bald headed man on the side creating the sound effects for doors closing, rain falling and the like. It was like learning the truth about Santa Claus.

Radio plays a different role in our lives nowadays and it is more difficult to win over listener imagination. Modern television and film and astonishing developments in computerised effects mean we are much more cynical and less easily deceived.

There is an advertisement currently broadcast on morning radio for a health service in Sydney specialising in depression. It is a serious matter. The advertisement depicts an apparently young groom tearfully talking about his young bride's depression. Even allowing for the obvious, the knowledge that this is an advertisement, the groom's tearful disclosure just doesn't ring true to me.

I suppose its all in the ear of the beholder but this is one message my imagination hasn't bought.

Bridge

Tonight, 46.10%, 7/9

Birdman (or The Unexpected Virtue of Ignorance)

There is a lot of publicity surrounding Birdman which concerns a former epic film actor who disappeared from prominence and who now is making a comeback via the Broadway stage. Michael Keaton, himself having disappeared from view after starring as Batman, plays the actor.

Birdman is nominated for a swag of awards and there is plenty of comment about its style in that it appears to have been filmed largely in one 'take'; that is, a continuous sweep of the camera apparently without any breaks in filming. This technical feature is both impressive and distracting. I spent far too long at the outset focusing on the camerawork rather than getting into the plot and dialogue. I also felt some motion sickness early on.

The film is set entirely within and around a New York theatre as a play is rehearsed and previewed in the lead up to its official opening night. Birdman has some wonderful individual moments but at the same time is occasionally confusing and obscure.
★★★1/2

Impulse buying

My good friend Mt is a very careful shopper. She cannot purchase a pair of shoes for walking the dog without first researching the internet, visiting shoe shops in three cities and trying shoes on for fit and comfort for hours on end. I admire her thoroughness but am also bemused that despite all this effort she sometimes is dissatisfied by her eventual purchase. Mt put just that sort of effort into buying her first car for 17 years - a demonstration car - and then traded it in for another a few months later.

I, on the other hand, am different. Very different actually. Yesterday was an example.

I went into town to have a $10 super zero buzzcut and (figuratively) came home with a $4,750 lounge suite. It will be delivered on 6 March. I saw a sofa and two armchairs in a furniture store. I handed over a plastic card and said 'send me one set please' and that was that. No research. Very few thought processes.

The sofa looks like this;

and the two armchairs are similar.

I think that's called impulse buying.

St Vincent

When we queued to see The Water Diviner a few weeks back an elderly man with walking stick approached us as he was leaving the cinema and he told us he had just seen a charming and funny film. When I asked him the name of that film he couldn't remember and he shuffled away only to return a moment later to say he now remembered the name. It was 'St Vincent'.

And now I've seen it too.

A newly separated mother and her young son move into a house next door to an incorrigible, irasicble gambler, drinker and general layabout. Against all expectations the neighbour assumes the role of minder and mentor of the young boy.

This is a delightful film which had me chuckling throughout and then teary eyed at the end with its admittedly calculated conclusion. From birth to death everything gets a run in this excellent little film.
★★★★

By the sea...

...for lunch today...

Bondi Beach

North Bondi RSL Club

Taken 3

Who would be married to Bryan Mills (Liam Neeson)? In Taken and Taken 2 members of his family were kidnapped and he had to perform super human feats to return them to the safety of his protection. So it is no surprise that in 'Taken 3' he has do it all over again only this time it has to be better, messier and more spectacular than previously. This even though no one in his family has been 'taken' as such. One has been murdered and the other has become a bargaining chip but what the heck.

The old adage applies. You'll like this if this is the sort of film that you like. Duh!

Hopelessly implausible nonsense.
★★

Bridge

Tonight, 50.00%, 7/12

Come rain and come shine

Looking down a section of our driveway following a night of rain around 9.30 this morning;

Lush and green

Returning around 1.30pm the rain has disappeared - for the moment - and the sun has appeared. Looking back up the driveway a section of the wall has been demolished as part of the adjacent Lincoln Place construction site. Our neighbourly developers will be reconstructing our shared wall once they have completed the construction on their side.

I suppose the house behind the wall at the other end - which actually is a triplex of three house size residences - is dreading the loss of surrounding space and whatever view they once enjoyed when the Lincoln Place complex is completed.

Bridge

Tonight, 58.20%, 2/9

My station in aisle 6

I was idly scanning the digital radio stations last night when I came across a station I hadn't noticed previously, Coles Radio. Heigh Ho, I wondered is this the supermarket beast's background music in my own home? (No, I didn't really think 'Heigh Ho' but you get my meaning.)

Listening for a few minutes confirmed this was indeed a broadcast of the music played in the background at Coles stores, advertisements for store specials and all included.

No, I don't think I will save the station as one of my pre-set favourites.

Abandoned

This bottle of wine was abandoned on my doorstep on New Years Eve. There it was, all alone, in its brown paper bottle bag, no note or explanation in sight.

Was it left there by mistake? Was it intended for the party next door? Do I have a secret admirer?

If it was intended for me then the abandoner doesn't know me very well. I don't drink.

Lost favourite

Whilst I was in between modems Andrew's blog disappeared from my 'frequently visited' list. Only Andrew's link disappeared, all the other 'frequently visited' links remained listed. That was strange, not the least because Andrew's blog has been top of the list virtually since the list commenced. Yet, here it was gone. Poof!

For the information of those who don't have a MacBook, the list is not compiled by me. The MacBook creates the list all by itself.

When the new modem was activated Andrew's link returned. Straight to the top of the list too. Spooky.

Into the Woods

It is a brave concept to set famous childhood tales like Little Red Riding Hood, Cinderella, Rapunzel, Cinderella and Jack and the Bean Stalk to music and then mash them all up into one super tale. This is what Stephen Sondheim did when his musical appeared on the Broadway stage in 1987 and now the Disney company has released its film version of 'Into the Woods'.

The first two thirds of the film is a fairly straight retelling of these stories but the final third turns rather dark. As cautionary tales each of the stories contains grim moments that might well frighten younger viewers. The film has a laugh at itself at moments during the final third, perhaps to balance the darker turn.

Sondheim's music seemed to lack variety to me but his lyrics are undeniably clever. The tunes fitted the tales quite naturally. I thought Lilla Crawford and Daniel Huttlestone (respectively Red Riding Hood and Jack) were outstanding whilst Emily Blunt shines in her every scene.

We attended a session heavily patronised by large family groups and the children amongst them seemed to maintain their attention to the film throughout.
★★★

Here I go again....

....banging on about Telstra.

Why am I whipping my least favourite corporate organisation, so called service provider, yet again only days since this?

I could blame Andrew because it was his comment that made me think I should update my modem but that would be unfair. The fact is his suggestion was timely and relevant but as always in my experience obtaining a service from that communication beast is excruciating.

In brief, I phoned Telstra to enquire about obtaining a new modem and was told I had to contact a Telstra store directly. I visited a Telstra store and was told I had to order a modem by phone. The man in the store with the 'triage tablet' in hand gave me the number to ring. Returning home I rang that number three times only to hear 'your call cannot be connected'. I rang the general enquiry line and finally spoke to someone who took my order and promised a new modem would be delivered within five days.

A modem was delivered after two days - yay, a tick for Telstra - and I connected it relatively quickly. Then I tried to activate the modem but the relevant screen simply would not accept my request. Back to the telephone enquiry line and after some to-ing and fro-ing I was informed that a code called the mac number had to be registered and this would take about 24 hours to achieve. Don't ask me why, I just don't understand.

And now, after 36 hours with no internet access, I am connected again.

Now to see how this modem performs.

Bridge

Tonight, 48.90%, 10/15

Seafood by the seaside

A holiday lunch with hospital colleagues yesterday at the Manly 16ft Skiff Sailing Club.

The ferry to Manly

Seafood basket

Bridge

Tonight, 46.80%, 8/9

Dear Mr Telstra

You make me dislike you.......



This morning for the third day in succession I had to reboot my internet connection by the high tech method of removing the plug from the power point, turning the power point off, counting to thirty, reinserting the plug and switching the power on again.

It's no big deal I know and it doesn't take long in the grand measure of time that is my life but, oh boy, it does become an irritant. Maybe it isn't even your fault, Mr Telstra, but after all, you are my internet provider so please keep providing the service I pay a small fortune to receive.