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Friday, April 09, 2010

If there’s one thing I've always said about Lisa, it's that she loves a bit of tragedy. Her mother's the same. They're never happier than when they're knee-deep in a dark, depressing drama of damnation and disaster. So given the choice between a light-hearted screwball comedy and a bitter tragedy about heartbreak, devastation and death, they'll go for the latter every time. It's why they both watch Jeremy Kyle.

So imagine my delight when I arrived home from Crawley Hospital yesterday afternoon to find Lisa brandishing the DVD of ‘Days of Wine and Roses’. Actually I was quite delighted, as I had no idea what it was about. It sounded like a romantic comedy.

I prefer Roses to Quality Street.Admittedly, when I saw the DVD cover, I was mildly concerned, but I love a Jack Lemmon comedy, and the movie's tagline - "This, in its own terrifying way, is a love story" - didn't bother me either. After all, Lee Remick's best known as the mother of the Antichrist, so you've got to expect a bit of terror amongst the romance. I did say to Lisa "This isn't going to make us cry, is it?", but she assured me we'd be as dry-eyed as a couple of xerophthalmics by the end of the night.

Anyhoo, I'm not saying she was wrong, but I'm having to go shopping tonight. We're completely out of tissues, and I need some fabric cleaner to get the tear stains out of the scatter cushions.