I have been in the wes all morning reading cahiers. Specifically, I was reading the ’57 transcript of a conversation between Bazin, chabrol etc known as Six characters in search of an auteur. It’s one of the birthplaces of the nuvelle vague, and one of two or three birthplaces of the discourse we call cinephilia. While I was there, the music guys walk in – sidge and si and their friends. I was highly amused by the juxtaposition between the two conversations I had become privy to. The one mainly concerned with the state of French cinema just after the war, and thee other concerned largely with bestiality and the existence of mermaids. Mind you, the transcript did contain ellipsis, so you never know.

Talking about film, guess what I’m going to see tonight. A couple of months ago, Charlie sent me a message on the mighty internet book of faces, telling me that she had just seen the new ad for Quantum of Solace and that I wasn’t to dare to go to see it with anyone else. This, of course, is for historical reasons. In my third year I remember casino royale coming out; I wanted o see it very badly indeed and told chatrlie as much over dinner one night. I didn’t really expect her to do anything, but, Charlie is Charlie. She asked Tony shaw, another great friend of mine, to take us to see it. He happily obliged, but Tony, to this day, remains in my good books. The three of us went down to hanley, and saw the film together. So, three years later, it’s time to repest the process, only without Tony. I simply cannot wait, and I’ve been squealing about it all morning.

That, to me, is cinephilia. Friendship is what it’s all about. The conversation in cahiers was a conversation between friends – you can tell this from the text. Whether Charlie and I will now launch another new wave remains to be seen.