Manhattan

'Not everybody gets corrupted. You have to have a little faith in people.' Manhattan.

The subtle optimism that glazes the final scene of Manhattan seems to have seeped through to me. I found myself half skipping down Swan Bank whilst re-falling in love with the Mystery Jets and Behind the Bunhouse. Everything feels good. Especially with Blaine's heartfelt choruses and bike rides at dusk, the lights cutting through the clouded blue. In keeping with my aim to be more in tune with art and culture and stuff I am half way through Brave New World. If I ever took soma and spent a night in a wistful state that no crippling emotion could penetrate I'd be willing to bet that if it had to take a musical form it would resolve itself in Four Tet's 'Everything is Alright'. Closely followed by Blur's 'Badhead'. Washed down with some Tesco peach sparkling water and visualised through a disposable camera form.

I'm captivated by Woody Allen at the first time of asking and I'm only one sixth of the way through the box set. I hope the same rings true for Hitchcock.