drench that lens
Kirby ice-skated like the devil was on his heels. With so many things, it's something he has a talent for, that could be developed into a skill, yet, like so many other things, he doesn't enjoy it when he thinks about it or looses interest fast. The ice rink also hosted a teacher and her pupils, and it was the first time, i saw an ice-skating teacher not shout or be otherwise intimidating, she was actually uplifting, even giving away some free advice—i presume—to a couple of boys trying out different techniques.
We watched about an hour of a Lego Ninjago season, which Kirby found exciting.
Since he wet his bed three times this night, we decided to get him nappys—don't believe the marketing hype, the ones for older kids are made from a silent material, but they look exactly like their smaller counterparts. We told him, it's not to ridicule him, it's to try and make him feel more secure and in the process get a better feeling for when he has to pee. How much of that he actually "understood" remains to be seen, he asked me to spend the night in his room, which i did—that guest bed is ridiculously comfortable for such a thin mattress.
The Legend of Ochi was a better movie than i had anticipated. I liked the tactile quality, it seemed, the movie was made 30 years ago, filmed on expired stock, with a container of Vaseline put on the lens of the camera. There are reviews out there, that compare Ochi with E.T., and while i understand why they make a good pair for comparison, they're fundamentally different apart from being rooted in empathy. Eliot is trying to be the father he misses growing up in suburbia; Yuri is trying to soothe her longing for her absent mother by returning the Ochi to it's family, at least it's tribe, the scenery here being Bumblefuck, Carpathia. Another criticism is Ochi's non-characters. Which is fair, and in my opinion fits the story. We know the players, we know the game, we can therefore anticipate part of the outcome; what sets this apart from any other movie from that lot, is tactility that every frame of this movie is bathed in. From the worn down setting to the puppetry employed to bring the Ochis to life. My biggest complaint is, that it's too long and does a bad job with the mother.