Went out with my friend Kenny on Friday night. Visited a couple of pubs, then went to a club called Costello's, which we used to frequent a lot back in the 1990s. We hadn't been there in ten years or more, so it was fun to swing back by and re-live the old days. Didn't get to bed until quite late -- 03.45! -- so I slept in late in Saturday, then didn't do a whole lot for the rest of the day, just read a couple of comics and saw and couple of films, including the classic Eastwood Western Unforgiven again, which is always a treat. Today I edited some more of my next D B Shan book. Went to visit my parents and give my Dad his Father's Day card. Also watched the David Lynch film, Inland Empire, which was a HUGE disappointment. I've been a big Lynch fan for 20 years or so. I've loved his best films, and always strongly liked his lesser efforts -- they've always been nothing less than original and fascinating. But this just felt like a load of pretentious hooey!!! He didn't shoot from a completed script, and I think that showed. His other films, while wacky and surreal, always had a proper structure, even if it was sometimes hard to figure out. This one didn't, and I felt the film floundered without one. It was, ultimately, just one off-kilter, hysterical scene after another. Lots of critics have acclaimed it, but I think it's a case of the Emperor's New Clothes -- they don't want to seem dense by stating the very obvious truth that it's a load of gobbledy-gook stuck randomly together by a great director who this time round unfortunately laid a foul-smelling egg!!! And it was bloody three hours long as well, adding injury (to my numb bum) to insult!!!!! Oh, how the mighty have fallen...