I got pretty close to understanding The Mirror this time. Well, close-ish. I guess when a story is told from the jumbled memories of a dying man, it’s understandable that things just don’t always make sense. In any case, The Mirror is a visually stimulating movie, with just enough brushes with “normal” life to keep the viewer grounded. I look forward to watching it again one day.

In the aftermath of the Moscow airport suicide bombing, we thought it would be good to have a sort of RussianNight… an opportunity for our many Russian guests to hang out and take comfort in some classic Russian cinema. Indeed, one fifth of our house was Russian on the night, and the program started with a Tatu video – in English. (C’mon Richard! Stop trying to second-guess the audience!) I hope to make good the Tatu situation with a genuine Russian video soon. And, by the way… one fifth of ten people is two people. Well, it was cold.

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