Went to see "A History of Violence" in Limerick last night. Saw it at the Omniplex, where I hadn't been for a few years. It's been spruced up and is looking much better than the last time I was there -- although there was a big rip in the screen I went to, which was quite distracting!!! I thought the movie was very powerful, one of director David Cronenberg's best. It was impossible to guess what was going to happen next.

Wrote nine pages of Book 8 of "The Demonata". I'm almost at the end -- I might even finish tomorrow, although Wednesday is probably more likely.

Saw half of a truly awful documentary today -- "Notebook on Cities & Clothes". It's by Wim Wenders, a director whose output has been uneven, but almost always interesting. At his very best -- "Paris, Texas" and "Wings of Desire" -- he's absolutely great, but this was woeful, pretentious twaddle. Made in the late 80s, it's all about a Japanese fashion designer. Not the sort of subject matter I'd usually be drawn to, but with Wenders at the helm I was prepared to give it a go. But it sucked from almost the first minute, with Wender narrating over quite boring footage, waxing lyrical about nonsense. I knew it was going to be a teeth-grinding experience when he began babbling about his video camera having an affinity for fashion!!! In the end, I pressed the STOP button after about 50 minutes (and I was reading a newspaper for about 20 of those!). It's VERY rare that I don't watch a movie all the way to the end, even if I'm not enjoying it, but this was one of those occasions when I thought to myself, "Life is too short!!!!!"