I always thought I should be a film critic

The Subterraneans begins with George Peppard hitting his typewriter and telling it off for writing rubbish.

I am hopeful.

Ok, so after lots of ridiculous stuff George Peppard has an affair with this redhead and when his crazy French girl gets mad (to be honest you can't blame him, she was pretty damn hot) he shouts that there is no time to be faithful. She responds by rounding up every man she knows and listing why she would love them, then she has a big party, he's all like what's going on for fucksake! and she says OH MY GOD I'M PREGNANT WITH YOUR CHILD, BUY ME A TV. I may be paraphrasing but I'm not exaggerating.

Oh and it's done. The conclusion was you be the mother and I'll be the kid brother. THIS IS NOT HOW YOU MAKE RESPONSIBLE DECISIONS WHEN YOU GET YOUR GIRLFRIEND PREGNANT. He also claimed that nothing truly terrible can happen when you're young. He's 28! From this and Funny Face I'm going to go out on a limb and say Hollywood didn't get the Beat generation as it were.

At least the music was fairly good. Next today is Blow-Up which is "an intriguing, erotic film that's rich in symbolism". The idea of intriguing eroticism amuses me greatly. Hmm yes that is a naked woman, do go on. Also someone searched my other blog for the words "freckles" + "kissed every one of them" which is highly sweet yes, but a terrible chore if you're dating a redhead I imagine. The endeavor swiftly becomes regret.