Stage Fright

Last night was really quiet. I was reading my new book of Clockers by Richard Price and I listened to a radio play called Purvis, about a lonely old widower who gets a job as a safety officer in a village church (more just to give him something to do) but he drives everyone crazy by being intefering and accident-prone. It wasn't bad, but they didn't really seem to know whether they were trying to make a drama or a comedy, so it wasn;t dramatic enough to be a drama and not funny enough to be a comedy.

Today has also been quiet so far. I got up late and then went out and got my groceries for the coming week. When I got home I had my lunch (which was a pre-packaged chicken, stuffing and red onion sandwich along with a bottle of strawberry milk) and watched an Alfred Hitchcock film from 1949 called Stage Fright. The story involves a young man (played by Richard Todd) who becomes involved when his ex-girlfriend (Marlene Dietrich) apparently murders her husband, when he enlists the help of his friend, drama student Eve (Jane Wyman), she becomes determined to help him and finds herself caught up in a dangerous search for the truth. The film starts out pretty straight-forward but as it goes along there are a lot of pretty neat twists and turns.