It hasn’t been a very good weekend. I came back from a walk with Chani yesterday to find myself ankle deep in dirty water. The toilet next to the laundry room had literally exploded, although my father insists that using the word “exploded” is an exageration. We spent much of the afternoon cleaning. We won’t be able to wash clothes or dishes for awhile, until the plumber gets it fixed. I guess I should be thankful that this didn’t happen on Thursday during our Thanksgiving dinner.
I did manage to finish the 1965 version of Dr. Zhivago yesterday. It was good but I enjoyed the newer version much better. I just found the romance between Sharif and Christie to be too passive and stoic for my taste. The movie is a product of it’s time, I realize, but I just didn’t care very much for the characters the way I did in the newer version. The best part of the movie was Sir Alec Guiness character who played Zhivago’s half brother. He really added to the story. The ice palace was very pretty but it kind of bothered me that they used onion domes. I’m sure the makers of the film were just trying to create something that looked very “Russian” but it’s highly unlikely that onion domes would have ever been placed on a vernacular building in Russia, especially a country house. Read here if your interested.
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