Wind Chill

Last night I was listening to a radio show called Doctor Who and the Giant Robot, written by Terrance Dicks and read by Tom Baker. It's basically a reading of a novelisation of a Doctor Who TV story, in which the Doctor has to discover what is responsible for a series of impossible break-ins and killings. The title of the story has a subtle clue as to what is responsible.

Later on I was watching a 2007 movie called Wind Chill, directed by Gregory Jacobs, on TV. The film stars Emily Blunt as a college student who accepts a ride home for Christmas (which is a six hour drive) from another student (Ashton Holmes) who she has never met. As the drive progresses, she quickly realises that he has not been telling her the truth, and things go from bad to worse when they crash in the snow and soon find themselves contending not only with a wrecked car, no food and sub-zero temperatures, but also with a series of menacing ghosts. It started off slowly, but it was a pretty good show.

Today I got my groceries for the week and was intending to go out to see Clash of the Titans but I got a message from my friend Joe, and went out to hang out with him instead. I had a couple of drinks and then headed home.