Tonight we watched Edgar Wright’s latest film, Last Night In Soho, which has just shown up on HBO Max. It wasn’t quite the runtime pop culture hilarity of Shaun Of The Dead or Hot Fuzz, with a cross between a ghost story and time travel, and horrible fashion students, homesickness-inducing footage of London, and some twists that were telegraphed from a long way off (although the tonal shifts at a third of the way in and at the final section took me by surprise).
Not quite a relaxing way to finish the week off then, but still a complete blast. I feel exhausted by the effort of watching in, but glad that I did. Still suffering flashbacks to my first days at university: it captures very well the fish-out-of-water experience, although I’m not sure this is how I want to teach my kids about university life …