But Sunshine on Leith was so awful. We had the subtitles on for deaf members which didn't help as it pointed up the fact that the dialogue was so mundane and the plot non-existent. In short, it was a slice of reality. The most interesting character was a young girl who had a yen to travel to Florida. Florida, very alternative!! The rebel! The end of the film suggested that this daring piece of non-conformity wouldn't last long and she would be soon home again in Edinburgh, and all would be right with the world. One character was faced with the prospect of going to England and regarded this as a moral and cultural disgrace. Yeah, right.
The Proclaimers' songs were always charming for the way Charlie and Craig sang them, so full of vim and sincerity, but their lyrics were seldom poetic (e.g. "I met you" (repeat x 3)) and did nothing to help along this load of baloney. As the characters burst into song in pubs and art galleries, I had to stare at my feet in discomfort. Edinburgh looked extremely beautiful so I concentrated on the sunsets over the Scott monument, etc.
The acting was as good as it could be under the circumstances, the tall young man was charming and memorable. Towards the end of the movie the amplifier overheated several times and the dialogue stopped each time, which gave the whole event that pleasant village hall atmosphere.
The fish and chips were outstanding. The batter was a lovely crispy texture, a rich golden colour, and the fish inside was white and tender. The chips were unblemished and well-cooked. My half of IPA was, as usual, an unimpeachable brew, though not as full of flavour as London Pride. Hee, hee. Drivel is drivel even if it is in a beguiling Scottish accent.
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