Two Things

Thing One: Gutenberg: The Musical!, now at the Jermyn Street Theatre, in which two American idiots present the history of the printing press, with songs. There are some laugh-out-loud moments (mostly involving a dead baby and a deranged pencil-chucking monk), and the songs are quite fun if you're the sort of person who enjoys a spot of musical theatre, which I (ahem) do, rather. Alas, if I try to review it I'll have to mention the National Theatre of Brent, who did all the same gags twenty years ago, only much, much better. Oh, well.

Thing Two: Brokeback Mountain. If you needed a review, you'd have read a dozen of them by now, so I won't bother. But really, you must see this. I saw it twice last week, and cried both times. I can't remember the last time I cried at a movie. Did I mention you should see this? (I have other thoughts, mostly because I've read The Celluloid Closet and am not necessarily prepared to take the ending at face value, but for the time being I wish to emote dramatically while thinking of Heath Ledger in chaps. Thank you.)