Scottish photographer living in the US Sandy Carson.









Last night I watched Jackie Brown (on Netflix), a Tarantino movie.
Nice movie.
Robert De Niro plays a strange supporting role, a daft accomplice of arms dealer Samuel L. Jackson. I thought: the big De Niro playing such a non-descript character, that's fantastic.
More thoughts.
I saw the movie was based on a book of Elmore Leonard, I writer I had never heard of, but I recently watch an interesting video about him. The role Samuel L. Jackson plays reminds me of his role in Kingsman: The Secret Service. A ruthless criminal shot in the climax of the movie. And then on comparing these stories: Jackie Brown is a way more interesting story than the flat action-movie story of Kingsman.
Finally, 35 years after the fact, I watched the beautiful movie Out of Africa with Meryl Streep and . Not sure I can explain what the movie is about. Which is not necessarily a bad thing.
I would say it is about nothingness as the meaning of life. Which not a bad motive either.

Lady marries the wrong brother, who has other interests than his wife, but succeeds in transferring syphilis to her. She falls in love with a man that does love her but dies too early in a plane crash.
But she keeps going proudly.