VERY Good Movie

Well, if any of you have not seen the new movie called The Prestige you really aught to. We got it out and watched it last Sunday. It is a movie that makes you think about what it is trying to say. I was a bit sceptical about its premise (I had gathered what I THOUGHT the premise was from hearing about it from people and reading about it online.) I thought it was simply about two magicians in Victorian England fighting for who was the best. But while that is there, there is SO many more themes and truths conveyed.
You never guess the ending until it is sprung on you (at least I didn't) and it leaves you with things to talk about. Like convincing Daddy that it WAS a believable plot because while some of the things would not have worked in the real world "that is the reason for fantasy." As I said to him "In all good fantasy you are asked to make one big assumption. For WOM to work you have to make the assumption that in Victorian London people really could walk around throwing spells at each other. In The Prestige, the assumption that you are asked to make is that the machine can actually work."
It doesn't happen often that a movie sparks loads of conversation, I think it happened last with The New World. Which was also good. I am looking forward to watching The Prestige again with Mom and ironing out some of the kinks in my remembrances of it.

Would anyone care for a portable construction site?

Well, if any of you do one has moved into our hall. Over the last 2 years the men have been working on our steps. But it has never really looked like a construction site. It had jack holding the stairs up, and even the occasional piece of draped canvas, and a wrenched up floorboard or two.
But our state of peaceful construction IS NO MORE!!!!!!!! No, the plasters have moved in for the week, bringing with them everything from scaffolding to (and this WAS a surprise) plaster. Now there is scaffolding rigged up on the steppes and plastic hanging everywhere, protecting the wood.
There is a powdery smell that lingers in the air.
There is metal(sp?) poles and wooden platforms nearly blocking our way to the upper stories.
There is progress! Which is cool!
There are six men scrambling around with large amounts of wet plaster and long sheets of dense chicken wire! (which they nail to the underside of the stairs and slather the plaster on)

Pork at Passover...

We had a hectic week, but right in the middle we had pork for passover. I trust that you all know that pork is like the unclean of the unclean as far as Jews are concerned. However, given that we are not Jews and that God said that nothing was unclean unless he made it so, we had pork for passover.
And it was very good pork.