Today my mum finally allowed herself to be dragged (with much forward planning) to see Children of Men at the Prince Charles. I’ve already seen it once on my own, and thought she would enjoy it so was happy to go again. It’s a great film, and if you haven’t yet seen it I urge you to get the DVD.
I seem to have got suddenly more broody since I last saw it, I suppose these things come and go but it’s still quite strange. I kept welling at at the sappy bits, which isn’t terribly like me. Well alright, it IS exactly like me, heh, but not like how I’ve been lately. It’s funny; now that I’m no longer in a relationship where children were firmly never an option, I’ve started to look at them in a different way again. Wonders will never cease. (And, how easily my mind must be twisted without me even knowing.)
There is a lovely version of Ruby Tuesday used in the film, by Franco Battiato. Canny readers may notice it’s practically on repeat on my last fm thingy. It’s a brilliant song with really amazing lyrics… love it.
She would never say where she came from
Yesterday don’t matter if its gone
While the sun is bright
Or in the darkest night
No one knows
She comes and goes
Goodbye, ruby tuesday
Who could hang a name on you?
When you change with every new day
Still I’m gonna miss you…
Don’t question why she needs to be so free
She’ll tell you its the only way to be
She just cant be chained
To a life where nothings gained
And nothings lost
At such a cost
There’s no time to lose, I heard her say
Catch your dreams before they slip away
Dying all the time
Lose your dreams
And you will lose your mind.
Ain’t life unkind?
Goodbye, ruby tuesday
Who could hang a name on you?
When you change with every new day
Still I’m gonna miss you…
