Getting Wood

I’ve decided that I need to have a Woody Allen film festival. I’m not talking about hiring a cinema somewhere and putting on a two-week retrospective, it’s just an at-home solo watch-a-thon for my own viewing pleasure. The clocks change tomorrow (God help us) so we’ve got months of shittily dark evenings stretching ahead of us, so I figure spending my time avoiding Winter by losing myself in the World of Woody is a damn fine idea. Obviously, being me, I’ve already stormed onto eBay and ordered as many DVDs as possible. I’ve secured ‘The Woody Allen Collection’ (20 movies) for £17.95, and a 6-movie boxset called ‘Woody Allen Collection’ (not the same as the other one) for £5.99 plus £3.50 postage. Some films are repeated in both sets but who cares – I’m getting the rush of buying them and that’s the important thing here! Yes, I’m obsessive and act compulsively and sometimes indulge myself in expenditure without pausing for forethought, but it’s a few second-hand DVDs man, I’m not getting another iPhone just coz it’s available or amassing a garage-full of 1960s Stratocasters that I’ll never play or look at, so give me a break.

RC 26-10-18