remote on the bedstand

Up this morning at 8:30, without an alarm. I clicked on the TV and watched a few minutes of a film called Shakespeare Wallah a strange little story from 1965 that I didn't completely get, as I had happened to tune in about ten or fifteen minutes before the end of it.

It was noirish Bristish/Indian conflict Shakespearian drama with very little disturbing tension, only an overlay of societal reflections and some good camera angles.

At any rate, it was a good start to my day.