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Finally saw Phone Booth (after A promised to see it with me opening week and then promptly forgot). Went to the 02 centre on Finchley Road: plastic restaurants, people and stones. The only thing that isn't plastic are the fish. Had something to eat with S, M and D at Simpsons - not on the Strand - beforehand, and after a bottle of Chardonnay, it all started feeling quite twenties-esque. Till we got outside. It's like a hermetically sealed entertainment experience. Film's great though: old fashioned thriller, with a religious edge (think Seven and Stigmata).

That was last night. Tonight saw I Capture the Castle at the Everyman in Hampstead (the world's coolest, chicest cinema). Can't get over how theoretically similar it is to The Heart of Me (thirties bohemians, down on their luck, English made, Isle of Man filmed - apparently the tourist commission give you a third of your movie budget-), but from the moment it opens you really care about the characters. There's a lush, emotion to it that's infectious. Stars Romola Garai - that's her real name, not her stage name - and also Rose Byrne as her sister, who's very faux early Kate Winslett, and would definitely be cast as Robin if the Invisibles ever got filmed.