At 8:30, I'm usually just about starting rounding up the eight-year-old to get him ready for bed, a process that involves dragging him away from whatever activity he's involved in (tonight it was copying the text of the Italian national anthem -- in Italian, of course, into a notebook--why this project was so important to him I've yet to determine), getting him upstairs, getting him into his pajamas and into the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face, then reading him something (these days it's Through the Looking Glass, though I'm surprised he likes it -- the last book we read was U-Boats of the Kaiser's Navy, which was very dry for me to read but fascinated him...
In any case, it's not a good time to watch a movie, which is too bad, because around 9:15 or so I caught the end of The Monster on Turner Classic Movies, a 1925 silent starring the great Lon Chaney. I wish I'd seen the whole thing -- who could resist a scenario like this:
A mad scientist engineers car wrecks so he can experiment on the survivors.
It was wonderfully creepy.
Posted by Ideofact at June 4, 2007 11:34 PM