This is not a report on Swedish furniture. Nor is it admiration of someone's feces. This is one of the opening remarks a doctor makes to the protagonist of a film called 'Philomena'. The hero of the film appears to find this remark as curious praise until he realizes that the doctor meant he has not yet submitted a stool sample as part of his physical exam. A mildly humrous yet rather serious film about a mother's quest to search for her son taken away from her for adoption 50 years ago. This story like some recent productions is "based on real events" and could mean anything but the film version is positively entertaining. Co produced by BBC films this one got some nominations from the Motion Picture Academy aka Oscars. It did not win but I think that is only an opinion. Judi Dench plays the distraught yet firm of mind mother who certainly deserves a lot of credit for the role she played. I have enjoyed her other roles including th...
Among human crayons I am Brown. Also, my thoughts bounce around and resemble the idea of Brownian motion. This blog is an interface for the reader into this unique jello I call my mind. A mind so fertile anything grows. An agnostic yet curious mind. A mind attempting the Horatian or Kabirism maxim of Carpe Diem or Aaj kareso aab. Rated W I L D for wilfully irritating to large demographic is sometimes the latter - graphic in its descriptions. Caveat Lector!