This strangely named French film is an adaptation of a number of short stories. Some details and trailers should be here: http://www.picturehouses.co.uk/cinema/Arts_Picturehouse_Cambridge/film/Rust_And_Bone/
I found it very mixed. In some ways it was impressive with imagery that gives structure to the film, blood and water both link the film together, as does sleep – the central male character is often deeply asleep, literally and, we are meant to understand, spiritually. Performances are good from both Marion Cotillard (whose legs are removed digitally above the knee) and the sleepy Matthias Schoenaerts, as well as the child actor who plays is increasingly bruised 5year old son.
On the other hand, the film does not achieve in many ways. It is ultimately a corny and completely unrealistic fantasy about disability while pretending to be realistic and hard-hitting. It has a fairy tale ending too in which our leading duo and the son become miraculously a happy and successful family. Ali turns, predictably, from pent up hard man whose only response to pain and confusion is to hit things and people to a man who has found his own vulnerability and channels his aggression into an apparently successful professional boxing career – while being a caring father and partner. It had some beautiful filming, of the whales in a tank for example and many underwater shots (of trauma often) but at the end of the day it was not successful. Probably worth seeing though.
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Ride out to Brandon
Brandon forest and back, circuitously
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OK the other trauma
I can only just bear to write this. A little over a year ago I joined the Cambridge branch of the IAM, the M in this instance standing for Motorcyclists. Getting personalised tuition and feedback about my riding has been amazing and has transformed it – from complete mess to slightly less of a mess. I took the test to be admitted to full membership of the IAM on Monday and failed. Like my first DSA test failure back in 2007 it was about not not shifting enough ( I mean riding too slowly). These verdicts are terrible. I haven’t felt the same since, its incredibly dispiriting. There’s a lot more could be said…
Here’s the route we took:
My bank is concerned
NatWest bank was among those affected by the computer problem that led some customers to nearly have their family member’s life support machines turned off.
Not surprisingly, the bank want to make it clear that they are taking this seriously, so seriously in fact that the worker whose normally smiling face appears on their log-in screen has changed to this:

MOT day ride
From home to Hertford to Subdury to home
An early morning start to get down to SBW in Hertford before they opened, then a hugely circuitous (my gloved finger must have selected Peterborough by mistake) route to find the Adventure Bike Shop in Acton near Subdbury, Suffolk without success(where do they hide it?) but some good roads and a great cuppa and BLT roll on the Inca Trading Estate. Four and a half hours riding in beautiful sunshine! How lucky because it has been raining ever since.
Arriving in Gwydir Street
Here are the pictures of moving in:
