The Night Gardener
Last night I watched the second of the films in the Red Riding series of inter-linked TV movies based on novels by David Peace. This episode was set in 1980 against the backdrop of the real-life "Yorkshire Ripper" murders. In the story a straight-laced young police officer (played by Paddy Considine) is sent to West Yorkshire in order to lead a secret Home Office enquiry into the police investigation of the "Yorkshire Ripper" case. However, he comes up against violence, police corruption and secrets from his own past. It was pretty good. The third and final film in the trilogy is on tonight.
I finished reading the book The Night Gardener by George Pelecanos. The book opens in Washington DC in 1985, where two young patrolmen, Gus Ramone and Dan Holiday, are involved in the police investigation of a serial killer who has killed three teenagers, the only connection between them the fact that their first names were palindromes (spelled the same way forward and backward). Twenty years later, Ramone is a respected homicide detective in the Washington police, while Holiday has been drummed out of the force. When a boy named Asa, a friend of Ramone's teenage son, is found murdered, both men believe that the killer has returned and the two find temselves negotiating the violent criminal underworld of Washington DC as well as their own pasts, on the trail of the serial killer. It was a pretty good book. Very fast moving and exciting.
I had the day off work today so I went along to the Cineworld cinema and saw Inglourious Basterds, directed by Quentin Tarantino. For the record, I know the title is mis-spelled but that is how it is written in the film's titles, and presumably Tarantino knew what he was doing. The film is set in Occupied France during the Second World War, and concerns a group of eight Jewish-American soldiers (led by Brad Pitt) who are dropped into France with the simple mission of trying to kill as many German soldiers in as gruesome as possible a way. It's a pretty epic film and quite violent.
After the movie I wandered around the shops for a bit before heading to Pizza Hut for a late lunch. I had an individual Meat Feast pizza (that is a small pizza with melted mozarella cheese, tomato sauce, chopped pepperoni, ham and chopped up spicy sausage) with a bottle of Budweiser. After that I went back home.
I finished reading the book The Night Gardener by George Pelecanos. The book opens in Washington DC in 1985, where two young patrolmen, Gus Ramone and Dan Holiday, are involved in the police investigation of a serial killer who has killed three teenagers, the only connection between them the fact that their first names were palindromes (spelled the same way forward and backward). Twenty years later, Ramone is a respected homicide detective in the Washington police, while Holiday has been drummed out of the force. When a boy named Asa, a friend of Ramone's teenage son, is found murdered, both men believe that the killer has returned and the two find temselves negotiating the violent criminal underworld of Washington DC as well as their own pasts, on the trail of the serial killer. It was a pretty good book. Very fast moving and exciting.
I had the day off work today so I went along to the Cineworld cinema and saw Inglourious Basterds, directed by Quentin Tarantino. For the record, I know the title is mis-spelled but that is how it is written in the film's titles, and presumably Tarantino knew what he was doing. The film is set in Occupied France during the Second World War, and concerns a group of eight Jewish-American soldiers (led by Brad Pitt) who are dropped into France with the simple mission of trying to kill as many German soldiers in as gruesome as possible a way. It's a pretty epic film and quite violent.
After the movie I wandered around the shops for a bit before heading to Pizza Hut for a late lunch. I had an individual Meat Feast pizza (that is a small pizza with melted mozarella cheese, tomato sauce, chopped pepperoni, ham and chopped up spicy sausage) with a bottle of Budweiser. After that I went back home.
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