Sunday, September 23, 2007

Bourne to Try

Firstly> Sorry, it's been so long. To be honest I didn't think that it would be noted by enyone... much less did I think that I would come back to find that, in my absence, you all had been scurrying about like so many little cockaroaches having 'conversation parties' on MY Blog! I'd say, 'take it outside,people', but they are all comments. And I do love comments.

NOW> It has been said that, at certain times of the year, in the right light, and from selected angles, I look like Matt Damon… but with an Australian accent (oooooh!). I guess this is why, when we went to see Bourne Ultimatum on Thursday night, I held a certain feeling of connection with the movie. You have the feeling that your fellow cinema goers are being entertained, but they don’t really get it – not like I do.



Here's a pic of me and some chums - for your reffy.

The movie ended and the lights came on, I stood by my aisle seat watching the mass of cinema goers as they filed by. Chin up, shoulders back… I realised I was hoping someone would recognise me. No one did, and I will admit to being a little bemused.

And there is a certain way you drive after seeing a Bourne movie… or is that just me. It’s not your garden variety reckless. No, that wouldn’t do at all. It’s calculated. You perform a dozen equations and assessments a second, finely attuned to your surrounds and vehicle, translating it all through the wheel. The illusion was broken just a second (or 12 calculations) after pulling out of my park out front of the cinemas, by Sue…

“Aaron. You are NOT Jason Bourne.”

It was genuinely deflating.

The movie’s great by the way. Even if I do say so myself.