A week in to the new year, and little to report, aside from seeing the new Star Wars film and starting this blog. Hate to sound like everyone else, but The Force Awakens is really extremely good – a genuine return to form after so many decades in the wilderness – and in my humble, the drift to the dark side started way back with Return of the Jedi and Emergence of the Teddy Bears (to accord it its full title). Being in Eastbourne for New Year, I experienced this global cultural event, in company with my wife Jenny and our friend Gary, at the Curzon cinema – aptly so, for it was here, in the same upstairs auditorium, that I saw the first two instalments so many decades past. A good time was had by all, though I’m not sure how much the people behind us were engaging with the action. Having turned up late, they spent much of the film making their own sound effects. To be fair, there were long stretches where they were making hardly any noise at all, but they made up for it elsewhere, making a particular impact on the quietest, arguably most poignant moment in the film (a significant moment for Han Solo, say no more), during which they chose to embark on the task of opening the world's noisiest and apparently most challenging confectionery bag. "Oh, for a light sabre," you think – though in truth there'd be no point killing them; you'd just spend the rest of the film feeling guilty.
Robert Cohen – a man in showbiz so stepp’d in that, should he wade no more, to go back were as tedious as go o’er. These are among his musings.