Just got back from the Constant Gardener at my local (the Tricycle). Good movie, if slightly over long, but very, very beautiful to look at. Though disturbing.
J told me this: the Rabbi when she was growing up used to make sermons like this:
"God is like a vashing machine. You put the sins in, and he vashes zem out. Now, let me read you some of my poetry..."
I don't know if it was Vogon poetry, but then there was not so many Vogons in North Manchester.
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